"Luci e colori"

Early work


Fairy tales Dad

dad joked
hiding money, magically reappeared
Pocket Dell'Arlecchino cloth
contained them.
Fairy tales were those of his grandfather
always those
I listened curiously.
I slept quiet in the car
the animals my passion.
We were walking in the woods
watched pheasants.
In the tent of my brother
listened
the patter of rain.
merry laughter
crowned the day

Maristella Angeli
(From "Trottole wind" Traces Edition)