Carlo Lazzari Poet Dramatic Verse

Child Vagrant of the World

Child vagrant of the world
Of the parks
Of the arches
Of the wet ravines

You grasp from the wind
Stories and thoughts
And talk to yourself
About what’s not anymore

For friends?
You have the pigeons
And for a roof?
You have the stars

You walk to places
Obscure to us
Your steps guided 
By hunger and by the moons

Wandering in the world
You grasp songs and laments 
From the wind
And you talk to yourself
Of a love you never had

Your parties?
If others have them
Your clothes?
Always those

Wandering in the oblivion
Creature of the sun
Of the frost
Of the dim lights
Of the decadent joys

You separate yourself from us
Your steps your life
A coin your joy

A future?
You never had one
A past?
Now everything has been

Tell me!
With what hope will you sleep?

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