Best Troppo Poems

She waded through the dreams as she drank her coffee.
Always speaking of the past and her lost memories.
She was fine as frog hair and fleetingly thought of a time when it mattered.
Her old man had died of a broken heart in one of those.
She loved...

Continue reading...

Quelle vicende vissi fino in fondo.
Quando mi riappropriai della mia vita
Se questo è un uomo chiesi a tutto il mondo.”
Those events I lived through and through.
When I again impropriated of my life
If this is a man I asked all the world. 
La sua voce non...

Continue reading...

Egli in tal modo il proprio carro aggancia
A quello del bieco suo alleato
Che adesso verso l’est la sfida lancia.
He in this way his chariot hooks
To the one of his awry ally
Who now to east his challenge throws.
Contro la Russia l’esercito è inviato
Con l’intenzione di una...

Continue reading...

Dopo lunghe vicende della vita
Mi ritrovai seduto su un divano       
Con un telecomando fra le dita.
When my life struggles were to their end
I found myself sitting on a sofa
Holding a tv  control in my hand.
E girando i canali...

Continue reading...

I have never forgotten our love
And I will never forget it until I die
Many years of sorrow have passed
But the wound in my heart has never healed
  Remember the many kisses we exchanged
  Remember all the tears we shed
  The burning kisses...

Continue reading...

*** TOMORROWS ***

These thoughts begin composed
   (“adagio ma non troppo”)
With a happy, a peaceful heart’s tempo,
Assured the nature of 
Imminent or distant tomorrows,
Is woven in vibrant colors to allure
— Very like inspired verses, 
With a soul’s knowing, a soul’s melody…

   ...

Continue reading...

Non ci sono labbre piu' dolci
che hanno un sapore divino,
che sciolgono il cuore piu' freddo
e piu' triste che ho cercato di conquistare
con frasi ingannevoli che non avevamo effetto;
oh, avrei voluto tanto amarla e adorarla
piu' di una donna bellissima che ti fa subito innamorare
solo guardandola da...

Continue reading...

"50 Words for Poe: Seagulls"


He was an Albatross
She taught him Seagulls 
Another language

LAX was nothing on 
Heathrow, decision made

She had decided to catch 
a flight over to old Blighty instead
Haunt the Hell 
out of some cross-dressing 
poet who had taken a 
break for a spell
he’d...

Continue reading...

Full Moon
The ivory orb of the moon hangs low in the sky,
Above the distant line of trees, a wreath of thin 
Cloud softening the disk and weaving a silken aura. 
A thousand miles away, yet just down the road,
Distant trees are silhouetted just the same;...

Continue reading...

Word Fantasy in F Sharp Minor  (3 Movements)

1

(Andante con moto)

Hey man. Take this.

I got it last night,
under a fractured street light,
with shattered pieces of clear glass, scattered
at the nexus of an obscure dark freeway offramp,
way down there in magical San Pedro by the river,...

Continue reading...

Play
it
slowly
adagio
slow, ma non troppo
play it in the time of a slow waltz
“music is the best means we have of digesting time”

And
now
play it
andante
at a walking pace
alla marcia, in march time
“music is the best means we have of digesting time”

Play
it
in time
a tempo
e ben marcato
animato, giocoso
“music is the...

Continue reading...

Una donna rattristita e velata dal pianto,
guarda verso un mare
piu' squallido di questo invernile mattino: 
rimpiangendo i pensieri dolci
cullati dalla nostalgia di ieri
che non sara' facile dimenticare!

Una nave parte,
si ode il suo rombo...
si infrancono
onde tempestose
sulla spiaggia
non troppo giocanda:
quanto e' doloroso un'addio!

C'e' una tristezza indissolubile
e i...

Continue reading...

Now is the summer of our troppo paradise
Made sullen winter by this pretty virus;
And all the sun that shone upon our house
In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.
Now are our brows bound with funeral wreaths;
Our bronzed arms hung up for effigies;
Our happy discourse changed...

Continue reading...

…

Ciechi per la troppa oscurità.
Ciechi per il troppo bagliore.

…

La luce non era mai esistita.

E adesso… la sua improvvisa e intensa presenza
non mi rincuora.

…
...

Continue reading...