Sunday, 16 February 2020

BACK TO THE DESERT

Your love made me a beacon of light.
When I was taught by you the value
of colours I painted a garden in my soul,
but one day without a reason I forgot
that colours have shades.
A sudden blindness took my mind off of
a thunder was heard somewhere…
And I turned back to the desert.
.
 - Clelia Albano

(from the forthcoming book MY SECOND SOUL, 2020)



Saturday, 1 February 2020

CHESS GAME

Memories full of aching 
branches of a ghost tree
sometimes a dim light 
captures my eye, and 
while I walk on the way
to it the arrival has a 
brush with dark forces 
turning off visibility 
It's like being constrained by
a puppeteer controlling every 
step, monitoring every move

And you know you can't trust 
anyone 
And you know you can't blame
anyone

They say you create your destiny
We are told we are responsible
for all the faults and flaws 
success and glory
wealth and health
But how can we create our 
Destiny if the others agency
is unpredictable in this 
blindfolded 
chess game they call life. 


Clelia Albano
(from the forthcoming collection My Second Soul, 2020)