La parola da casa, Serena Piccoli

tito mio

a tribute to marco standid

d e so la te cl us ters rais e trenc h es
in fi eld s below sk y li ght s t h at
si gn al th e en d

ho tanto stanchezze

los viejos gather
one count three count five count

οι πολλοι, pound used to rant
and the air waves were never happy (how could they be?)

i see the dancers come into view; they are quick and dressed in green like fairies or leaves; they do not notice me among the flowers taking photos.

p i n k er leas on
o o l
l n u t ri ti on
i h o
t a n
exist t s h ou ld

a prolepsis echoed

let her roll it up in a ball

[ . . .is trapped. . . . a]
[ . . .tonnage. . . for . ]
[ . . radial . . loss . . . ]

this promate desitates the finale