when will it stop?
everything ends
drink the last drop
as the wound mends
it had to happen:
the pain and the pleasure
so had fate woven
the path to our treasure

when will it start?
no longer needs proving
passions are moving
we'll need a new chart.
when will it happen?
that two horse dream
a heartful of greed
far beyond need

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a roll of the dice
don't have to think twice
gave away problems
never did solve em
of course, they return
bigger and badder
of course, hearts burn
silently stern
Hells, well-earned
block out the chatter

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Counted in the extreme thought of bi-rated reprisal and condemned in its mercy – Richard J Tilley

Someone left a very nice ("Canada Nice") message about of the last poems I posted, Carnival Rations. It is so hard to get feedback when every other person it out there offering this or that perspective, and there is nothing wrong with that, but I think even regular readers are shaded in such a way they feel compelled not to comment.

https://subspacewagon.systems/carnival-rations/

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Carnival Rations – Richard J Tilley

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I’m putting my feelings into words
and putting them on my photos

(Check this poem on https://italianpoetry.it/poems/alla-sera/ for help with the translation, listening to the reading out loud, and some more notes to the most difficult words.)

Here is a beautiful classic that I hardly can stand anymore, having been force fed it innumerable times in school and in all sorts of anthologies.

Evening is the image of death, the eternal quiet and nothingness that promises peace.

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Alla sera, by Ugo Foscolo

We read and discuss the poem 'Alla sera', written in 1803 by Ugo Foscolo. It talks about evening and death

Italian Poetry: Read Italian poets like an Italian

Not sure what the very best way to start a year might be, but one can’t go wrong starting with a smile.

https://italianpoetry.it/poems/rinovazione-del-buon-capo-danno-a-d.-ciccio-per-lingresso-del-1683/

So let me wish everyone an excellent 2025 using the same verses that our friend Lazzarelli employed to wish a great 1683 to his nemesis, Don Ciccio: may all the planets bring you joy, bless you and conserve you!

Well... all verses, except the last one :)

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Rinovazione del buon Capo d’Anno a D. Ciccio per l’ingresso del 1683, by Giovanni Francesco Lazzarelli

We read and discuss the poem 'Rinovazione del buon Capo d’Anno a D. Ciccio per l’ingresso del 1683', written in 1683 by Giovanni Francesco Lazzarelli. It talks about insults, wishes, new year, festivities and comedy

Italian Poetry: Read Italian poets like an Italian

Christmas happens every year, even when we are at war. This poem by Ungaretti is introduced by the indication "Napoli il 26 dicembre 1916": he was on temporary leave from the front of WW1, and visiting his friend's house in Naples.

Check out https://italianpoetry.it/poems/natale/ for help with the translation, listening to the reading out loud, and some more notes to the most difficult words.

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Natale, by Giuseppe Ungaretti

We read and discuss the poem 'Natale', written in 1916 by Giuseppe Ungaretti. It talks about Christmas, solitude, war and wearyness

Italian Poetry: Read Italian poets like an Italian

In this sonnet, Leon Battista Alberti explores the mismatch between human desire and things as they turn out, and in particular the frustrating effect of wanting something *too much*, and for that reason, losing it. As he pithily puts it in the last verse, *troppo voler mal corrisponde*: "too much willing is a bad match."

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We love life not because of rare moments of bliss, or for the long stretches in which nothing much is felt, and not in spite of the pain. We love it *because* of the desire, though unsatisfiable; *because* of love, though destined to be never enough; *because* of the limitless darkness that we can ever only very partially explore.

(Please check out this poem on https://italianpoetry.it/poems//non-vita-perché-tu-sei-nella-notte/ for the full experience)
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Non, Vita, perché tu sei nella notte, by Camillo Sbarbaro

We read and discuss the poem 'Non, Vita, perché tu sei nella notte', written in 1914 by Camillo Sbarbaro. It talks about life and sadness

Italian Poetry: Read Italian poets like an Italian