Jadegreen
Let this turgid
moon be your eye
scattered in the
shape of a heart
in the unclosed
rooms
while outside
struggles rage
and torment,
nightly commotion
blood spilled on
the exhausted
soil.
Let the ray that
like jade-green
wraps up the
banks be fleeting
peace for you
like the slow
dripping of a
smile overflowing
the afflictions
and happier the day
unfolds after
having crossed
true anguish and
placidly flows
a little light –
like an unburied
embrace – from
my thoughts
to yours.
The Last Dreams
Who knows to
whom
they may belong
the dreams
heaped up in a
dark corner
of the kitchen.
Perhaps to this
present time
of disturbing
moods and
overwhelming
screeching.
Bathed in
nothingness,
they have become
in a few
moments food for
the air
and for the
birds as perfectly
well knows who
belongs
to no home, to
no life,
in tiny sparks
made of poetry
and nothing
more.
DONATELLA NARDIN
DONATELLA NARDIN was born and lives
in Cavallino Treporti-Venice, Italy. After completing her classical education,
she worked in the tourism field with managerial positions. Her poems and short
stories, multi-awarded in numerous Literary Competitions, have been included in
collective collections of several Publishing Houses, in Anthologies of Literary
Competitions, in foreign magazines, in literary websites and blogs. Some of her
lyrics have been translated into English, French, Chinese, Spanish, Polish, Romanian
and Japanese. In poetry she has
published ten collections. The latest are: L’occhio verde dei prati and Isole
d’aria for Fara Ed, Il dono e la cura with Arabic translation by Emeritus
Professor Hafe Haidar for Aletti Ed. Fioriture d’ombra with Romanian
translation for Editura Eikon/Cosmopoli, Poesie velate for Il Convivio Ed. and
Intingo le dita nella parola for Macabor Ed.

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