Wednesday, July 2, 2008

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Rating: 5.0

Hatred and envy for the opponents snack through the ways of Siena,
The sun slashes with a sabre among the red bricks that keep the dark.
A roll of drums breaks the silence while the blue wavy banners flap,
Under the balcony where Onelia breathes in deeply.
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Paolo Giuseppe Mazzarello
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Bele Lele 30 August 2009

Well put together... Very smart poem Great write

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Onelia Avelar 09 July 2008

Hey, hey you blend all together :)) Yoonoos, Onelia, Lesbia... all meeting in Siena - an abstract, though quite abound in the fine details, bizarre poem :) There is a fine streak of eccentricity in your subjects, always! :)

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