A woman is a woman - Milena Ercolani

A woman is a woman ...
Each time she speaks to you
And says nothing of the ghosts
You would have wanted
To stitch across her lips
And on her shoulders

Autumn - Giovanni

It’s morning time: leaves

lie restfully on the ground.

The sky - Filippo Ye

The sky offers hospitality to the clouds.

It is there where thunderstorms

and rainbows come.

The Tram Journey - Milena Ercolani

You got on the same tram
only to get off before me,
your steps were slow,
your hand shook slightly,
your gaze was lit by nostalgia...