Wie sehr ich dich mag

Posted by on May 20, 2009 in images, my sons are smarter than me, poetry | 4 Comments

Ich will mir ein Wort ausdenken, ein nigel-nagel-neues Wort. Und es dir schenken. Ein Wort, mit dem ich dir sag, wie sehr ich dich mag

Laitakaupungin valot (Lights in the Dusk, Le luci della sera)

Posted by on Nov 3, 2007 in life, poetry | No Comments

Kaurismaki in Vipiteno. That, I never thought of as possible. Thanks to my friend Christiane who proved me wrong. The city theater offers good movies, not italian crap or hollywood blockbusters, once a week. Today it was a beautiful evening. I cooked risotto with green pumpkin and bacon, I won playing cards against my loving […]


Posted by on Apr 9, 2007 in images, my sons are smarter than me, poetry | No Comments

Mother, do you think they’ll like this song? Mother, do you think they’ll try to break my balls? Ooooowaa Mother, should I build a wall? Mother, should I run for President? Mother, should I trust the government? Mother, will they put me in the firing line? Ooooowaa Is it just a waste of time? Hush, […]


  Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts. For they have their own thoughts. You […]

E’ urgente.

Posted by on Mar 23, 2006 in poetry | No Comments

E’ urgente l’amore. E’ urgente una barca sul mare. E’ urgente distruggere certe parole, odio, solitudine e crudelta’, alcuni lamenti, molte spade. E’ urgente inventare allegria, moltiplicare i baci, i campi, e’ urgente scoprire rose e fiumi e mattini chiari. Cade il silenzio sulle spalle e la luce impura, fino a far male. E’ urgente […]

Walk the Line

Posted by on Feb 19, 2006 in poetry, reviews | No Comments

Yesterday we woke up early, had our usual Saturday brunch. (Egg sunny-side-up with a few drops of tabasco and pepper, chocolate milk, scones (freshly baked) with orange marmelade (warm thanks to the english). I had a job interview at 11, to what is presumably the job of my life, for the time being. Please keep […]

Barbarians etc

Posted by on Jan 22, 2006 in food, poetry, prattle | No Comments

A curious person asked me a 63 million dollar question. And now I’m restless. What will I do after this job at Perkin Elmer? During the trip back home I thought about that question, and I thought about my answer. In 30 minutes I went through the past year, I went through my life choices, […]

Bic Runga, Beautiful Collision

Posted by on Feb 16, 2005 in poetry, reviews | No Comments

Recently came upon this beautiful maori-chinese singer, whose voice is charming and highly enjoyable. Bought the album, “Beautiful Collision”, now looking forward to listening to the previous one, Drive. The following are the lyrics of the first song of her I heard: “Honest Goodbyes” Sink with the tide Rescue me if you like I’ll be […]

Aria di te

Posted by on Feb 1, 2005 in italian, poetry | 5 Comments

molesta molesta l’idea che si presta alla voglia di vederti di nuovo modesto pretesto che non sarà puntuale mi compro il giornale e mi siedo ad aspettare e l’aria sorprende sorprende i miei piani mandandoli all’aria all’aria di te che mi sorprende maldestra maldestra la mia previsione di farti sorpresa d’amore mi prendi di nuovo […]


Posted by on Dec 12, 2004 in images, italian, poetry | No Comments

L’autunno negli occhi, l’estate nel cuore, la voglia di dare, l’istinto di avere. E tu Tu lo chiami amore e non sai che cos’è. E tu Tu lo chiami amore e non ti spieghi perché.