Il calmo ruscello di fiasco straripava, ma non dormiva sul suolo ostico, anzi, sbarcava sulla ripida poggia, e strapiombante divenne una cupola, complessa da varcare ma frivola da creare.
The calm stream of flask overflowed, but it did not sleep on the difficult ground, on the contrary, it landed on the steep slopes, and overhanging it became a dome, complex to
cross but frivolous to create.
-Joy (11/11/21)
STAI LEGGENDO
Stuck in a black hole of universes
شِعرitalian and english. Hi, I'm Joy and here I will write my short poems. Have fun
