Temporale
Un bubbolìo lontano...
Rosseggia l’orizzonte,
come affocato, a mare:
nero di pece, a monte,
stracci di nubi chiare:
tra il nero un casolare:
un’ala di gabbiano.
Giovanni Pascoli
Maggio risveglia i nidi, maggio risveglia i cuori; porta le ortiche e i fiori, i serpi e l’usignol. Schiamazzano i fanciulli in terra, e i...
Hi Olga!
RispondiEliminaI as I promised you write about my August 15. I didn't celebrate, because I just was at home with my parents. In the afternoon I was in church. It was terribly hot. I can say that I, to some extent, “celebrated” yesterday. I was in Cracow on a day trip. I visited several important Polish sites - Wawel Castle, the Basilica, where prominent Poles are buried in the crypts. I returned home late in the evening exhausted.
Olga, I greet you and I wish you what a good, joyful Sunday!
Come leggo hai passato una bella giornata!Buona domenica Anna.
RispondiEliminaBella poesia 🌷🌷🌷
RispondiEliminaAdoro le poesie!Buona serata.
RispondiElimina