Selima Hill once wrote, “All poetry, is love poetry”<\/p>\n
Dream #2<\/strong> Candyfloss clouds hanged soft and mellow We kissed — so awfully deep kisses Just in the middle of the fair A merciless man called you outside A crowd of swallows lifted behind you<\/p>\n Sogno #2<\/strong> Nuvole di zucchero filato appese dense e morbide Ci baciavamo – baci cos\u00ec tremendamente profondi Proprio nel bel mezzo della fiera Un uomo impietoso da fuori ti chiamava Una folla di rondini alle tue spalle [in volo] si levava<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Selima Hill once wrote, “All poetry, is love poetry” Dream #2 by Laura D’Inc\u00e0 Candyfloss clouds hanged soft and mellow and red blue yellow balloons were blown through the dazzling daylight. We kissed — so awfully deep kisses and you pushed me against the door Just in the middle of the fair there was a … Continua a leggere Dream #2<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[21,20,17,19,12],"class_list":["post-71","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-balloons","tag-dreams","tag-laura-dinca","tag-love","tag-selima-hill"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cloudeating.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/71","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cloudeating.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cloudeating.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cloudeating.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cloudeating.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=71"}],"version-history":[{"count":17,"href":"https:\/\/www.cloudeating.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/71\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":88,"href":"https:\/\/www.cloudeating.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/71\/revisions\/88"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.cloudeating.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=71"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cloudeating.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=71"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.cloudeating.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=71"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nby Laura D’Inc\u00e0<\/p>\n
\nand red blue yellow balloons were blown
\nthrough the dazzling daylight.<\/p>\n
\nand you pushed me against the door<\/p>\n
\nthere was a fridge — I saw it<\/p>\n
\nand in a flash of singing voices
\nin a windy chorus of gently laughs<\/p>\n
\ndi Laura D’Inc\u00e0<\/p>\n
\ne palloncini rossi blu gialli soffiati
\nnella la luce abbagliante del giorno<\/p>\n
\ne tu mi spingevi contro la porta <\/p>\n
\nc’era un frigo — l’ho visto <\/p>\n
\ne in un lampo di voci in canto
\nin un coro come vento di risate gentili<\/p>\n