ode to hope

'cloudscape'   Barbara De Pirro

Oceanic dawn

at the center

of my life,

waves like grapes,

the skies solitude,

you fill me

and flood

the complete sea,

the undiminished sky,

tempo

and space,

seafoam’s white

battalions,

the orange earth,

the sun’s

fiery waist

in agony,

so many

gifts and talents,

birds soaring into their dreams,

and the sea, the sea

suspended

aroma,

chorus of rich, resonant salt,

and meanwhile,

we ‘humans’,

touch the water,

struggling,

and hoping,

we touch the sea,

hoping.

and the waves tell the firm coast:

‘everything will be fulfilled.’

Pablo Neruda

my winter garden

Barbara De Pirro

I sat in the garden, spattered

by the great drops of winter,

and it seemed to me impossible

that beneath all that sadness,

that crumbled solitude,
the roots were still at work

with no one to encourage them.

Pablo Neruda (absence and presence)

'erosion-erosione'

 

erosion-erosione' Barbara De Pirro

infinity.fluidity.matter

clouds are pink...land softens

'touching the blue skin of heaven'

shadows...moving across the sky

'infinity.fluidity.matter'   Barbara De Pirro