Le Stanze by Catharine Amato

Le Stanze


Le stanze nella mia testa
sono capitoli di un libro
mai  scritto,
Ritorni di memorie lontane
in tempi diversi.


Le stanze nella mia testa
sono spazzati dal vento,
o soffocati dall’afa,
o vuoti.

{random memories}

Le stanze nella mia testa
stanno aprendo in fine,
e tutto scompare.
pareti  bianchi e finestre aperte.
Fa freddo.

{unwritten book}

– C. Amato




The rooms in my mind

are chapters of an unwritten  book,

only Imagined .

Distant memories returning

in   random moments.


The rooms in my mind

are swept by winds

or  close and stuffy.

Or empty


The rooms in my mind

are opening at last

and everything disappears.

Blank walls and open windows.

It’s cold.

4 thoughts on “Le Stanze by Catharine Amato”

  1. Thanks Jim, Peter and Jim ! (Afraid the photos aren’t in the right order, but I expect everyone can work that out!!)

  2. Wonderful pictures, Catherine! I really love the dreamy and blurry feel, there is to them and the analogy with rooms in our minds – with distant unfocused memories. And a very nice complementary poem!

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