CLAUDIA PICCINNO
PEACE I ASK
Peace and serenity are the fairies
I pray
to weave my son's tomorrow
peace first of all in the eyes of
every man
in interpersonal relationships
in the coexistence on Earth among
the natural kingdoms.
May the deer drink from the source
without drain it.
May the ant survive the winter
May the butterfly change her day in
an eternal dance without any border.
Peace and serenity in the
roundtables of our governor
as it was that of the founding
fathers
when the good of the country was
the primary interest.
Peace and serenity in equo-solidal
associations
in the blue-economy and in the
hospitals
where the hours turn the lancets
into beams.
Peace I ask and serenity I hope
for those who make of mankind their
own creed
for those who occupy a limbo not
required.
for whom who speak about it
without practise it.
DAVID IS YOUR NAME
(Poem dedicated to a child with autism)
Where did your gaze stop David?
You fell on a detail in order not
to see the whole.
It is not easy to decipher the
compass of the senses
in the chaos of social stimuli.
And how will I support the reward
of that troublesome biology ?
To observe the failure in the
connection
among your sensory abilities
it is an enormous effort for us,
the"so-called normal ones".
To compensate with gestures to a
shared attention,
to take you to clarify a request,
these are compelling purposes in my
head.
David is your name,
you're not for me a diagnoses
or a variant or a flaw of genetic
architecture,
a disregarded expectation,
an early or late intervention,
an impaired brain plasticity,
a spectrum disorder.
David is your name
the child who loves the detail. . .
I'll wear your look,
I 'll listen to your confused
stereotypy
I'll go down to cross the object
that attracts you
so as to shorten the distance
that keeps you confined in a room.
ME CLOUD, SHE SWALLOW
Free as a cloud
in the March sky,
conscious of the
smallness of the swallow,
I alleged to drive her
toward the light
and I don’t give up
to the evidence
that wants her Thieving Magpie
always in cahoots
to grab shiny medals.
I don’t bend to the logic
of debit and credit
I freely follow the winds
and I move into the skies of righteousness
without obscuring the sun
with unhealthy ballast of
disloyalty.
CLAUDIA PICCINNO
CLAUDIA PICCINNO was born in Lecce in 1970, but she
moved very young in the north of Italy where she currently lives and where she
teaches in a primary school. Operating in more than seventy anthologies, she’s
a former member of the jury in many national and international literary prizes. She has published “La
sfinge e il pierrot”, Aletti Editore, 2011 “Potando l’euforbia” in Transiti
Diversi, Rupe Mutevole Edizioni, 2012 “Il soffitto, cortometraggi d’altrove”,
La Lettera Scarlatta Edizioni, 2013 With english version also “Il soffitto,
cortometraggi d’altrove” La Lettera Scarlatta Edizioni maggio 2014 - in serbian
“Tabahnha” ed.Majdah luglio 2014. “Ragnatele Cremisi”- La Lettera Scarlatta
Edizioni, settembre 2015. Tavan Baska Yerlerdeki Kisa Filmier,Artshop, Istanbul
2016. Italian
poet, she is author foreground with effect in June 2015 in the World Group
Pentasi B, and In Oup archives international since May 2016, she works to
promote poetry based on respect and appreciation of differences. Scholastic
referent land for education at reading. She has received awards in major
national and international competitions of poetry, including an honorable
mention in the Paris 1st Word Literary Prize and a 3rd prize in Lugano,
Switzerland, 3rd prize in Albania; She has been the first italian poetess to be
awarded with The Stelae of Rosetta, World Literary Prize in Istanbul on
November 2016. She will be conferred with the most prestigious award “World
icon for peace” for Wip in Ondo city, Nigeria, on April 2017 . Her poem "In Blue" is played on a
majolica stele posted on the seafront in Santa Caterina di Nardo (Le). Last
June 2016, she was art director in an art & poetry international exhibition
called June in Italy. She is italian editor for the international literary magazine Rosetta World
Literatura in Turkey and for Atunis Magazine in Albania.
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