i live in the sallow shadow
of anger
its rise of tendrils
a charged medusa head
a Tesla tree
a glare of midday sun on water
that tries to still itself
feel its voltage from 16,000 light years
away, I cower under
the lick of a snake stroke
salt anode to the tongue
the shock eclipse of all that appeared good
yesterday
it undermines the core
of memory
it steals days from me
turns them all to stone
while I rattle in its wake, the lightning
quick to my nerves, dna deep
bypasses feeling
arcs straight and true to instinct:
run, take wing, look back not
directly but only
in the shield’s reflection
poems, prose and pathways
Writer | Artist
Fatos e Curiosidades sobre a natureza e tecnologia
Meditations on Art and Life
"per l' allegria il pianeta nostro è poco attrezzato. Bisogna strappare la gioia ai giorni futuri "
a resource for moving poetry
Linking collage work to the meaning of personal and universal symbols.
This is my adventurous story about buying, designing, and renovating homes in ITALY