Long Essentia Poems

“Promises in September's magic”
“promesse nella magia di settembre”

Sweet September arrives again, 
hearing the celestial melody and 
symphony of a nocturnal wind 
calling your name, beneath a 
shimmering rain of stardust, my Venus.
I picture your rare...

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Calligraphic psyche in a delicately expressed avalanche;
Addressed to whom it may concern in a note, carte blanche.
Four walls house the sweet suicide, boxing floor to ceilings;
Heavy pen seeking solace, in the paper basket of crumpled...

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The world in our hands would impair devils
An unthinking thought more blissful
Than a wish fulfilling shooting star

Our missions would be charted out
To go on our victory dance one step at a time
For peacefully unifying the...

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I dream poetry;
I breathe poetry, for poetry 
calls your name, feeling your 
inerrant essentia—
your soul bleeds into mine—
a collision of cosmos, 
diffused magnetically, once 
a vagrant in a haze of miasmic 
vapors—wildered and exposed—
you unshackled...

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Matris Dei caeli et terrae
Quam dulce, quam sancte, quam pulchra es
In quo mihi quotidie cupit
Veni ad me saties gratiarum
Illud etiam nunc in omnibus!


Solium tuum perstat in caelo
Nemo potest vincere.
Tempore evertens tua potentia est
Quisque subsunt sua.
Radix...

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