Three Poems by Giulio Maffii

 

I open the moments

I open the moments that cry out to the sky

the uncertain beginning of a sentence

the winter that oscillates between you and me

with eyes like out-of-season tulips

So much unheard frost

in the journey to reach you

I was entering the evening's dripping darkness

You ask me what love has to do

You ask me what love has to do

with all of this

I don't know

I have no answers

I never know where love comes in

I've seen it break in without permission

I've heard it speak in secret

tear out your lungs

give us back the years

It hurls you heedlessly here

into the drift of my chest

We prevent the world from aging

I think of life without me

I think of life without me

of unbroken bones from marital quarrels

of sad children with other fathers

The hedgehog the cat and the dog

short of greetings

words of love not received

a postal mix-up

I think of chance encounters

of repeated phrases

inside mouths with bad breath

of the silence of chairs

I stop and stay alert

The rusty stairs are slippery

and the cat has hidden behind

near those roses

Giulio Maffii - Was born in Florence (Italy). His studies are dedicated to poetry (linear-experimental-visual) and its diffusion. He has published in reviews as New York's magazine "Arteidolia", “Expanded field journal”(Amsterdam), Urtica (France) and 100subtexts (Cornwall). He collaborates with “Bubamara Teatro” Theater Company. He teaches at the University of Florence.