Friday, July 1, 2022



Present Tense


They were vital alternating moments

sometimes in the place a few granted

beyond heaven in the sky reflections

thanks and virtues essential gifts.


From the corner where the highest peak touched

a handful of stars and diamonds

the daring to throw down craggy clouds

despite being your beloved woman.


Those moments that cross the eternal

with just the thought you have scratched your skin

healed in the disfigured cry of the stars

bleeding like the moon their pivot.


Inexorable time passes and transforms

the exterior may look better

inside more often he suffers for love

stitches and patches does not carve and embroiders.


It is of a sweet woman and a deep secret

not even the look must betray the truth

happiness would be too expensive

accept to cover empty glad


without numbing the spherical waters

produced by the thrown boulder

gigantic is in the consumed heart

will they be tragedies or happy historical tidings !?


Who Gives You Flowers

"Anyone can give you flowers, but only those who can prune your thorns, moisten your petals and water you in the summer will make you blossom."

Ruben Lubo


Your hands are full of bloody scratches

hidden among red rose petals mixed aroma

of just measure known resemblance to Christ

they look at the sky and tears become tears.


Water of light at the rising source

only you know sweetness to mitigate

excruciating or mild pain lets go

hugs and caresses your powerful weapon.


You know the right dose that varies every day

no more and no less is what hurts

only presence is always the same

he already perceives himself as a healer around him.


Drop carried by the wind is pure attention

gives vital energy, breath to the essence

forgiveness is never procuring absence

the spirit burns, alcoholic passion hovers.


With the thought the humid breath is renewed

refreshing food of the sultry summer

with you alone it blossoms marvelously

woman with exact dose of water is reborn.


And the rounded thorns to fill the void

of a past time that never returns

while quills of carved diamonds adorned

with queen crown in the clouds swimming.


You Are Pure Magic ... Pure Love


I dreamed of admiring a fantastic home

where young woman in that direction

to finally seek great passion

among the green of nature I found it now.


In the center of the earth, beyond the ocean,

in the underground crossing of roots

womb of sporadic encounters,

of fallen stars that yearn for it.


Special amalgam of subtle purity

prolonged repetition of the magic

curiosity that moves being reluctant

to remain curly in closed beauty.


Shy approaches, hesitant

thinking of knocking on the door,

butterflies and magone in the stomach

signs of an important event.


Perhaps he enters a home temple

ignores probable choice of his prison

it will be caged like a lion

which hides a secret of love and friend.



 ELISA MASCIA: Born in Santa Croce di Magliano (Cb), on 13/04/1956, she lives and works in San Giuliano di Puglia (Cb).  She is a retired teacher.  She is a writer, poet, declaimer, radio host, reviewer, sworn in poetry competitions, cultural promoter. Writing is a real need in life and is inspired by whatever or event surrounds it. She has participated in many national and international poetry competitions, obtaining prizes, certificates of participation, merits and honorable mentions.  You receive invitations to participate in multiple international and world events, commemorative and thematic events.- In July 2019 the first collection of poems was published in the Silloge entitled "La Grattugia della Luna" with "L’ inedito Letterario ".- She participated in 10 editions of the Histonium Prize and in 2019 with the Silloge of 10 unpublished poems inspired by 10 paintings by the great artist and poet Erminio Girardo who held the role of teacher for her, marking a decisive turning point in the activity of poetess-writer .- You have translated some poems by the poet NilavroNill Shoovro and included in the annual anthologies and monthly archive of world poets edited by the same poet-publisher.  The book of poems "Savage Wind" published by "L’Inedito" by poet Asoke Kumar Mitra was translated and edited in September 2019.- Since February 2020 she is a collaborator in Radio Krysol Internazionale directed by Manuel Antonio Rodriguez Retamal in the program Maktub Azur palabras de amor y vida and co-host with Mariela Porras Santana in the program En Alas del Fénix.  Present on the channel with video declamation of your own poems and of other authors in Italian and Spanish languages.- Since February 2021 she has been the creator, organizer and presenter of the Sentieri di vita program broadcast on Radio Krysol Internazionale. - She donor of voice within the projects: A voice of the dark-Theater in the dark-by Pietro La Barbera. - Since February 2020 she is a member  and founder of WikiPoesia.- She is Academic, Coordinator and Administrator of Italy in the Luso-Brasileiro Albap Academy.- She is a member of the Poetas del mundo Movement.- She is the editor of a web page, dedicated to the dissemination of culture, from the editorial staff of Alessandria today, an online newspaper, directed by dr.  Pier Carlo Lava. She is Grihaswamini's ambassador in Italy. - She is a member and participant in the prestigious Golden Family of the Munir Mezyed Foundation for Art and Culture-Romania.- Collaboration with the Nicaraguan periodist Carlos Javier Jarquin. Enrolled in Writers Capital Foundation - Member of the European Executive Council of RENAISSANCE MILLENNIUM III of George Onsy.- Member of the Thrinakìa Prize Jury, President Orazio Maria Valastro - He started drawing and painting for this  is enrolled in El Umbral de las Artes and Nueva Era Cultural for the exhibition of art in the virtual gallery. - From September 2021 collaboration with Ecopoeticos Radio. Poetry Recitation Program



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