There Is Light
All Around And It Opens
behind closed
eyes
Light is not
just a matter of the day it
simply is
a meadow
of poppies -
sacred island in the white
beyond these
words of mine
beyond the
devious glances on the road
we all scrape of
the day the surface
in the corners
scavengers are waiting
that you yield -
they measure
the weight of
your bones
and your rags
at night I
surrender to my body
vibrato
of dotted strings
earthly symphony
imploring the red
It Happens Just By Chance
as it always
happens
a foot that
slips and the hip that crumbles
- it’s just the
female destiny - and then
my grandmother's
body clinging to life
barely an animal
and a thread of functions
defined by
absence the thought disappears
it disappears
the word, and disappears
the name
the idea remains
of her
her legacy and
witnesses: an ancient notebook
of prayers, a
black and white picture with child
hundreds of lace
and her curved
shoulders
it remains of
her the flesh - last leaf
clinging to the
branch – it remains
the primary
urgency of hunger
the primal life
taking the form
of her knotted hands
the surplus
surrenders to the water
awaiting for the
lightning
the supreme
thunderbolt of the cosmic
quantum marking
the way home
metamorphosis of
petals
in the wind
Mother, Do Not Stop The Absence
instead, let
life happen
from meadow to
meadow to surprise you
daughter, let
the morning be
maybe a wonder
even
in the void
wear your white
teeth
and all your
August’s Sundays
Woman open wide
your bountiful thighs
full of fruits
if in the time
of boundless sea
the blushing of
poppies no longer sings
for you, if it
does not inflame you
uproot the
scream
from Earth with
your naked
fingers
The blood
overflowing from your pockets
is still alive
remember - one
day only one
it was for you
flame
of eternity the
breath
LUCILLA TRAPAZZO
LUCILLA TRAPAZZO- Switzerland/Italy.
Poet, translator, artist, performer. After years spent abroad, for
studies/work: DDR, Brussels, Washington DC, NYC, she now lives in Zurich,
Switzerland. Convinced supporter of human and planet rights, her social and
feminine point of view is reflected in her writings. She has five poetry books
to her credit.
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