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Massimo Sannelli
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Sannelli is a young poet from Italy, he is 34 years old. Poetry is
the best part of his life. He says- he does not know
what is poetry, but am sure that poetry IS what saved his life.
Poetry is for him as natural as breath. Reading poetry is the most
natural way to show poems’ breath. He was the most popular poet at
poetry festival-kritya2007
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male youth overwhelmed youth
with offences: did not tame
it. love was talked about,
not tamed at all. changing
did not spell ruin the scattered
seminal roots seeds drops
of virtue a person
rouses. suddenly, suddenly
sweet reaction to action, after
the first and green and speedy
years of a woman.
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scars on arms, many signs signal
on them, on the left shoulder,
like almonds on skin.
five and six years ago she said: you
are thin, you are dead, go out there
was a kind hand, giving food; it caressed
the head. In the veins, food
is scattered, for life: blessed fingers,
who gave, for long years.
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the air is not too heavy, the heart
is healthy the style veil is
scarcely moved, by air again:
every afternoon invokes a friend,
a sister, a pet, not in vain: while
the head aches. The answer can
not be otherwise.
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too much
noise, the girl because of her
dance steps and cries not great
ripe outcome as an actress,
red nails. hands did not profane
the hair mass and skin: a brothers
cast-iron memory is over-
come by noise, and loser.
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expulsion and killing, bees against
bees, a beehive or nest, insects
in thousands. like male brothers
in a room: the open video is
in the kitchen, as a lamp:
they are three, are young, in their
little three beds, for three men.
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