Poesie - Lelio Porreca
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To Fiorella
You look at me, little daughter. With huge eyes You listen to the bedtime stories. Long awaited crystals and fairies Open onto the world That I build Every day with less and less fantasy. Soon you will be 10 years old. And suddenly I feel reticent About continuing My fairy-tales Before you move away, on your own.
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Fiorella Porreca
Lelio Porreca’s
daughter; pharmacist in Torricella |
English translation courtesy of Marion Apley Porreca |