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)
My Second Soul
~ Poems written in the language spoken by my second soul ~
Sunday, 16 February 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)
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