{"id":9288,"date":"2019-05-04T09:39:21","date_gmt":"2019-05-04T06:39:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=9288"},"modified":"2019-05-04T09:40:17","modified_gmt":"2019-05-04T06:40:17","slug":"stenditi-accanto-a-me-e-raccontami-lie-down-next-to-me-and-tell-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.magdalenabiela.com\/?p=9288","title":{"rendered":"Stenditi accanto a me e raccontami…\/ Lie down next to me and tell me …"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Stenditi accanto a me e raccontami…\/ Lie down next to me and tell me …
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\nStanotte non di-vagare tra mondi ignoti
\nStenditi di fianco a me sulla terra nuda
\nPrendi la mia mano nella tua e insieme
\nsotto questa luna alogena argentata
\nIo, chiuder\u00f2 gli occhi e Tu, a fil di voce\u2026<\/p>\n

Raccontami:
\ndell\u2019immensa solitudine delle stelle
\nraccontami del silenzio delle pietre
\ndi quando il sole gioca a nascondino
\nburlandosi delle nuvole vagabonde.
\nRaccontami della foschia il pianto lieve.<\/p>\n

Raccontami:
\ndi quando i denti arrotano la tristezza
\ndi labbra arse e di quel groppo fermo in gola
\ndel sale aggrumato agli angoli degli occhi
\ndegli anni che lasciano macchie sulla pelle.
\nRaccontami il dolore della pianta quando partorisce un fiore.<\/p>\n

Raccontami:
\nDi quando cala quella nebbia che sfuma i colori
\ndi quando la pioggia lieve lava le ferite infette
\nRaccontami dell\u2019argento degli ulivi a novembre
\ndella dolcezza dei colli che declinano fino al mare.
\nRaccontami delle tempeste che mordono gli scogli.<\/p>\n

Raccontami:
\nDi quell’amore naufragato in geometrie astratte.
\nDi quel mio canto che voleva raggiungere le stelle;
\nquel canto dalle ali infrante che non pot\u00e9 volare.
\nVieni dunque, adagiati accanto a me, non esitare
\nil tempo di una notte e breve. Non senti\u2026 non vedi?
\nLe Pleiadi sono pronte a tramontare, Tu non esitare oltre
\nstenditi accanto a me e raccontami\u2026<\/p>\n

Grazia Montanaro Lombardi
\n————————————————————————–
\nLie down next to me and tell me …<\/p>\n

Tonight do not wander among unknown worlds
\nLie down beside me on the bare earth
\nTake my hand in yours and together
\nunder this silver halogen moon
\nI will close my eyes and you, at the edge of my voice …<\/p>\n

Tell me:
\nof the immense solitude of the stars
\ntell me about the silence of the stones
\nof when the sun plays hide and seek
\nmocking vagabond clouds.
\nTell me about the mist the slight cry.<\/p>\n

Tell me:
\nof when teeth grind sadness
\nof parched lips and that lump laced in my throat
\nof salt clotted at the corners of the eyes
\nyears that leave spots on the skin.
\nTell me about the pain of the plant when it gives birth to a flower.<\/p>\n

Tell me:
\nOf when that fog falls that fades the colors
\nof when the light rain washes the infected wounds
\nTell me about the silver of the olive trees in November
\nof the sweetness of the hills that stretch down to the sea.
\nTell me about the storms that bite the rocks.<\/p>\n

Tell me:
\nOf that shipwrecked love in abstract geometries.
\nOf that song of mine that wanted to reach the stars;
\nthat song with broken wings that could not fly.
\nCome then, lay down beside me, do not hesitate
\nthe time of a night is short. You don’t hear … you don’t see?
\nThe Pleiades are ready to set, You don’t hesitate any longer
\nlie down next to me and tell me …<\/p>\n

Maria Magdalena<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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