La freccia e il cerchio
anno 4, numero 4, 2013
pp. 299-300

Antoine Emaze
Single double

night in the glass opposite
what face caught
in the mirror unwillingly
just there
late
almost autumn
and short days

this head or mask
actually says what
about growing old
before fading away
for real

it says what of aging
with its skin folds like lines
of who knows what page
without a reader

calm outside
no wind
only a vast empty sky
starless moonless
pure ink
where shadows come from

not recognized
the shadows pass by
fearfully hurrying
their little history
however
not null
but
closed
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