DEDICA: 5. Poem by Gian Mario Villalta
DEDICA: 5.
Rating: ★3.5
Ho aspettato la fine della giornata, e la stanchezza
per accostarmi a questa terra
e non ho portato fiori,
perché li ha fatti la terra, i fiori, e se li prenda.
Ti ho portato le mani, le ho posate
su questa terra squadrata, perché le mani
le ha fatte nostra madre e non possiamo renderle
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2/22/2026 4:26:16 AM # 1.0.0
[Villalta’s poetry describes reality in a simple and precise way.] ''.. Technically it works through simplifications, passages and exclusions like in all art forms, with rules to respect that are born of a basic idea: let reality pass, let it enter into the movements of the body, into the way of seeing things, and try to give it a form. It is often a very simple form.. ''