For Anna and Valparaiso: Poetry in an Alley
For Anna and Valparaiso
In order to love it is necessary to suffer. Tragedy is the mirror of love and is its reflection, burns brighter.
Here life is beautiful, for me. I do not know whether other people will experience the force of life as i do, but inside of me there is joy, a full, unconscious kind of joy, becoming animal…
Here everything surprises me. Sometimes I feel as if I have just arrived on Earth. Everything is flaming, new, fresh, beautiful. I want to hug the people in the streets, stop them, ask them why the long face? When life is so sweet!
Now i do not nor can i find words to ask for mercy, stark and ugly is my soul. I seek a poem i cannot find, a poem of a ….. where despair hits suddenly people in the flesh with a thousand giant mouths, a thousand giant…. I can hear the distant voices, fireworks, but i am here alone, held down in my world of misery by a knot of words i cannot unravel.
Its life, you are the love of my life…but do you know it? From now on i will love the trees, the sky, the mountains, the waves of the sea and the stars.