Lodigiana Poetess

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I came to poetry late but am now trying to make up for lost time.I guess I am probably a very simplistic writer in that I was never too good at deciphering complicated poetry so whilst I still look for depth and substance I often will include a little humour in my own work. I also write under another name but unless otherwise specified these work are under the Lodigiana banner for now More than anything I love the idea that other people might enjoy reading my scribbles- I try to make them varied, serious, pensive, romantic, sardonic or funny- in fact any subject that inspires me usually ends up on paper! .oh and finally I really dont enjoy being bombarded by requests to 'read my work and I will comment on yours'..if a work appeals to me I WILL comment otherwise I wont.. Thank you

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Shaun Cronick 17 January 2020

What can one say about Lodigiana Poetess that hasn't been warmly and proudly clarioned already? The words beautiful, engaging, thought-provoking, mischievous, enjoyable, determined all shine in many comments left by many contented readers of this wonderful woman and caring poetess. With one small word missing...Magic. For after reading any Lodigiana poem, we live in an age where magic is a reality. Thank you so much Lodigiana for sharing your gift.

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Chris Embrick 18 May 2018

I find reading the poems of the Poetess Lodigiana refreshing. She deserves a much greater audience. Her poems are sometimes poignant, heartfelt but always loaded with a dose of reality. She covers the emotions of life in the real world. She doesn't sugar coat life. I often find myself drawn into a world different from my own. Kudos to a very tallented poetess and friend. May she find a ray of sunshine even on the darkest days and find a place in your heart.

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The Best Poem Of Lodigiana Poetess

This Hand

It feels so small and fragile
the fingers lithe and long.
Translucent skin like gossamer,
a hand once warm and strong.
A palm now lined with living
and joints that ache and creak.
This hand was always giving
me strength when I was weak.
It lies within my own now,
I cradle it with care,
this hand that used to guide me
here, there and everywhere.

Dedicated to my lovely Mum

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