COME CHIEDERMI LA MANO ALLA TOMBA DI MIA NONNA “Che spreco di spazio,” sussurri mentre il treno taglia in due un cimitero le cui metà riposano come ali sonnolente tra due pinete, poi “che paura” …

From Le pause della serie evolutiva / Pauses in the Evolutionary Series Heavy Mechanics We’d have to write an etiquette of silence, point out that there are different kinds, from the lowest and most common …

From Tà poesia dello spiraglio e della neve, 2011 (with our head under the leaf) With our head under a leaf our spirit grew and grew and grew it broke through the green roof the barriers …

Lawn n° 3 (puntasecca) from Prati / Pelouses, Camera Verde, 2009. Sooner or later you’ll come to the lawn. Not directly, like a person walking on it (or in it). But through some sort of mediation, …