EYEFUL Poem by Umberto Fiori

EYEFUL



With sunlight, one morning, I saw how
your own strength has stopped you here,
dear houses.
You are not going anywhere.

You stay here, within reach,
but you keep looking into the distance,
way off, down there, where your
foundations really are.

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