Luna di Giorno

Francesco AbateSeptember 22, 2019

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Luna di Giorno

written by: Francesco Abate

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Un’intrusa mi guarda dall’alto
mentre tendo la mano
alle prugne rosate,
mentre l’ombra materna
mi cela al sole infuocato.
Luna,
perché sei uscita di giorno?
La bellezza
ha bisogno dell’abito scuro
per brillare a noi la sua forza
e cullarci mentre
negli incubi affoghiamo.
Luna,
perché ti svendi al mattino?
La merce
ha bisogno d’essere rara
per essere preziosa e vera
e salvarci
dalla povertà del nostro cuore.

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