Acquaviva - Mnemosyne and Lethe (English Edition)

By Fernando D'Amico

Acquaviva - Mnemosyne and Lethe is a wide and wonderful anthology of poems, divided into eight rounds: First Looks; Infatuation; Love and Other; Intermittent; Vertigo; Lassitude; Posting and Rhetoric; Inverse Returns. The work takes its name from the seaside resort where the author resides: the place from which to draw inspiration, versatile transparency, some of the most effective poems.

• Language: English
• Publisher: ALVIS International Editions
• Release date: Oct 30, 2011
• ISBN: 9781465831071

Fernando D'Amico

Fernando D’Amico, è nato a Giuliano di Lecce, frazione di Castrignano del Capo. Avvocato, ha ricoperto funzioni di magistrato onorario ed è cultore presso la Facoltà di Giurisprudenza dell’Università del Salento. Autore di varie pubblicazioni, è socio ordinario del Salotto Letterario "Artemisia Gentileschi”, nonchè membro dell'Eurolab of Post-modern Philosophy. Insieme a Jacques Wisman ha condotto diversi studi tematici sui testi biblici, alcuni dei quali pubblicati nella serie "From the books of the Bible", diretta da Richard J. McQueen.

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I wish to express sincere gratitude to all friends and members of the Literary Salon Artemisia Gentileschi for their solidarity and appreciation for giving me the opportunity to publish this anthology of poems. Also allowed me to extend a special thank you to Alberto Sestrieri and Cinzia Alvani who collaborated actively, providing the technical support necessary for preparing graphics work

First Looks

Perhaps,

forever

the feathered wings

of wind

make neighing

the waves of the sea and

open

in white candor

the seed of the soul.

On the glow

of the imponderable,

which beats the time,

dance the muse

half-dressed and veiled

tunic of the shadows.

With padded

along paths

prying

on the banks of the heart,

awakens in song

dried leaves

of dense memory.

Covered by the wave,

brown head

cutting edge of rock,

with your nose

crocodile

panting,

the wind breaker

hissing of a remote.

When in your eye

yellow glass

the body of water

is renewed,

the white salt

summer

is already only a memory.

Through sliding

leaves of the time,

praises silent

the blue sky

soul,

in the different feelings

that the quiet

a groove

gathers.

In obscure rules

is locked

a torment grazing

affecting

the memory of dreams,

as an experience

dense clouds

buzz in the dark

of memory.

Going and

in return

a morning

runs empty

neuralgic pain,

even if it's Saturday.

A few days ago

the snow fell

and it is almost Christmas.

In the summer sun,

cannot remain

a fixed thought,

everything is dissolved

in a brief kiss,

but intense

which opens the root

of the deep motives

to conceal an instant

awakening

in the depths of the heart.

Yearn

between the vapors of the soul,

two arms outstretched

port

towards the sea.

The haze of the evening

envelops the sunset

and thickens

on the face

The web of shadows,

a silence

even darker

creeps back.

In your eyes

is reflected

early life,

The iris

said

loved your people,

time,

the green woods and

the sky blue of the sea,

In my eyes

if you look at ,

see the love

for the good land.

Of hindsight

the pits are full,

but was

memory and

memory

is all

remains of the