Two Poems by Serenella Menichetti

 

IMPOTENT 

There are red tulips.

And you don't go for lilies.

Not even the pearls.

You don't go anymore.

They are broken into the walls of destruction.

Unknown, hostile

Stuck in the wet sand

Viscose, blocking.

Impotent observes bad wave

Throw the ship out of the way.

An explosion damages the roots

Violence pushes you.

in sewage sewerage

The dystopian future.

Black Storm manipulates the truth.

Forced to live,

The last conscious.

I am the soul's eviction.

And you can't do anything.

For those bodies so vile.

Those bodies worthless. 

With deaf senses.

Those dirty bodies you don't understand.

Bodies in which the embrace of power

Has convincing control

and the attractive force.

Bodies resolved from the universe.

Although he refuses

tray of lies

They offer you every day.

Again

Once more

You, Impotent

Give up!

RAIN

He melts as he knows how

Impetuous, dance

From the tips they fall apart strong 

and intense steps

The roar of applause it mixes 

with the silver that comes out of it from 

her etoile liquid dress.

Serenella Menichetti was born in Cascina (Pisa - Italy) in 1950. For thirty-five years she has been an educator in kindergarten. Menichetti currently collaborates with poet Nazario Pardini's Blog Alla volta di Lèucade. Furthermore, she also deals with poetry and culture in the interior of the Lungofiume Association of Cascina in Pisa. Serenella Menichetti writes poetry, stories and also deals with children's literature. The author has participated in various poetry and literary competitions, often ranking in the first places. Menichetti has published poems and stories in various anthologies.

Prepared by Angela Kosta Executive Director of MIRIADE Magazine, Academic, journalist, writer, poet, essayist, literary critic, editor, translator.