La parola da casa, Serena Piccoli

carnal piper returns to little stream

wasitnow thatiwasyou thatyoubegan
tolistento thesubtlerhythms ofmy
voicecalling toyouinyou atnightwhen
entiretowns areasleep whenonlyyoui
wouldentertain bythewatersedge
forthewater neversleeps notwhileyoui
entertainbyits shoreswhere yearsofyouth
havelostthemselves inrhythms
thatrepeat overandover untiliyouhave
entrancedwithout anyoneelseawake
toknowthat youihavetaken asalltheothers.