The Rocking Chair
I saw the sea
I was sitting in
a rocking chair
there were
gentle waves
lying on the
floor
an unusual scent
that room of
salt
two rocks had
eyes
they scanned the
street from an open window
waiting for a
river to bring new water
waiting for the
sand
Night-Time
I see you at
every change of season
seeing you like
this
in the belly of
your night
outside it’s
raining
outside the sun
is shining
that smile
even though it
isn’t
it’s Carnival
how many masks
time wears!
how much
greyness in a beautiful flower!
the unknown
brings a puddle of water
soaked into the
fabric of a dressing gown
the moon
squeezes out a hidden cry
they are tears
fallen from eyes it does not have
ERMANNO SPERA
ERMANNO SPERA, was born in Rome
(Italy) on 11 March 1967, where he lives. He is a writer, poet and painter. He
has participated in various poetry competitions and his poems have been
included in national and international literary anthologies. Philosophical
concepts, metaphorical expressions and a great lyrical ability are highlighted
in his poems. He knows how to juxtapose with skillful stylistic ability images
and landscapes of the soul and strong conceptual intuitions. Ermanno Spera’s
poems are a treasure trove of ideas, inventions, hidden adventures where the
poetic and artistic spirit of the author is compressed and expressed. In his
works, the concept of troubled humanity almost always manifests itself even if
the poet tends to hide and mask reality, making it become joyful and peaceful
as his soul thirsting for peace and justice desires. Sometimes his poetry
becomes hermetic and enigmatic. Many metaphors, visions and how much thought
his mind releases which does not rack his brain over memory, but always tries
to pave the way for new paths of the spirit.
He is author of several published books; poetry collections, fairy and
short stories.

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