Thursday, December 1, 2022

LUCILLA TRAPAZZO

 


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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