Annamaria PECORARO ( Italy)

Annamaria PECORARO
 
Annamaria PECORARO in art DULCINEA, born in 1981, is a pharmacist, poetess, writer, speaker and freelance journalist since 2014. Author of the book “Le rime del cuore attraverso i passi dell’anima” – The Heart’s rime through the Steps of the Soul (Lettere Animate, 2012) and “Dalla cenere al volo (From ash on the fly) – Augh Edizioni 2016. She has edited the column of creative writing and poetry for the magazine “Domus Aurea Magazine”. She collaborates with “Toscana Musiche” and with the magazine “My journal.org” and is a member of the readers’ committee of “Aphorism”. She is artistic director of cultural events, juror and jury president in poetry competitions. She received national and international mentions. Her works have been translated into English and Spanish. She is coauthor of texts of songs protected in Siae. She has edited forewords and reviews for various authors and poetic anthologies. From June 2013 he is present in the association GAI (Young Italian Artists) circuit. She is director of “Progressive Delusions … Music Beyond Words”, a project of information and cultural promotion. She is a founding member and president of the “Nuovi Occhi sul Mugello” Cultural Artistic Association.
 
 
Summer (Stay you here)
 
Stay you here
savoring love
immortals frames
of memory.
 
Breezes in the morning
imbued with hopes
between barges of lives
broken and united
by agitating wire
in the mysterious sea.
 
Stay you here
between bikinis and shreds
in tsunamis that shake
throwing the keys into the abyss.
 
Season of love at first sight
and carefree thoughts.
 
Summer (Stay you here)
between majestic sails
on rusted sterns,
friendly and enemy guides
under an overcast sky
of earthly stars.
 
Dulcinea Annamaria Pecoraro
 
 
 
E state
 
E state qui
assaporando amore
immortali fotogrammi
di memoria.
 
Brezze mattutine
imbevute di speranze
tra barconi di vite
spezzate e unite
da fili agitanti
nel misterioso mare.
 
E state
tra bikini e brandelli
in maremoti che scuotono
gettando le chiavi nell’abisso.
 
Stagione di colpi di fulmine
e spensierati pensieri.
 
E state
tra vele maestose
su poppe arrugginite,
amiche e nemiche guide
sotto un cielo coperto
di stelle terrene.
 
Dulcinea Annamaria Pecoraro
 
 
 
Steps
 
Steps,
slow steps,
Vague steps,
Flying steps,
looking for reassuring glances.
 
Eyes full of emotion,
and warm tender light.
Hands,
smiles,
games.
 
Tense steps,
uncertain steps,
threatening steps,
elegant and diplomatic steps.
 
First steps,
Last steps,
firm and incessant.
 
Step by step,
small steps,
big steps
that trace our path.
 
Steps …
Selezionata nel concorso internazionale “Poetry For Peace”, organizzato dall’ONU (2011)
 
 
Passi
 
Passi
Passi lenti,
passi distratti,
passi volanti,
rassicuranti cercanti sguardi.
 
Occhi pieni di emozioni,
e tenera calda luce.
Mani,
sorrisi,
giochi.
 
Passi tesi,
incerti,
passi minacciosi,
eleganti e diplomatici.
 
Primi passi,
ultimi passi,
fermi ed incessanti.
 
Passo su passo,
passi piccoli,
passi grandi,
che tracciano il nostro cammino.
 
Passi …
Tratta da “ Le Rime del Cuore attraverso i Passi dell’Anima ” di Dulcinea Annamaria Pecoraro © Lettere Animate
 
 
 
SENSE OF NO SENSE
 
Some things will be plain one day
They don’t make any sense now.
Some things will be unclear forever.
So don’t jam your mind up
Don’t shut yourself in your heart.
 
Among will and facts
All over this world,
Only heart beats our time.
But sense is there, connected
disclosing its Mistery.
 
Smiles
Terrifies,
Attracts
Darkens
Test and attests
Gets rhythms,
Bumps
Knocks
Endures.
 
Magma hoarded
In the bowels of the hearts grows
crosses,
gets stronger
reaches the cold zone and spews.
 
 
The heat still flows everywhere,
endlessly.
It passes and burn
every barrier and boundary.
 
 
The goal is Its essence:
To be a contrail whever it went though.
The end, nobody knows
As cognition
Is not suitable for all.
 
 
 
Senso del non senso
 
Ci sono cose che capiremo,
adesso, non hanno nessun senso.
Per altre, il senso non ci sarà mai.
Non serve inondare la mente,
barricando il cuore,
in una cassaforte inespugnabile.
 
Tra/dire e fare,
in questo cielo e terra,
i battiti accompagnano le ore.
Esiste il senso: si connette
e svela il suo Mistero.
 
Sorride,
atterrisce,
invaghisce,
incupisce.
Testa ed attesa:
si ritma,
imbatte,
abbatte,
sopporta.
 
Magma accumulato,
nelle viscere sale,
attraversa,
innerva,
arriva nella zona fredda,
erutta il contenuto.
 
Ancora scorre,
ovunque il suo calore,
senza fermarsi.
Supera e brucia,
ogni ostacolo e limite.
 
Il fine è la sua essenza:
essere scia su dove passa.
La fine poi, nessuno sa,
poiché solo per “pochi”,
è il dono della conoscenza.
 
 
 
“A” LETTER
Love, Friendship, Soul
 
I’m strugging
with peaceful chords
and then I’ll include moments
always armed
and definitely loving.
Ancient art:
Love,
Friendship.
Drawing soul,
Hearts
On… and on!
Gasping for breath,
recruiting,
relying on
instead of losing your heart.
Oh my soul!
Arduous actions again,
you venture
just getting rough instants.
On… and go on!
Embracing one another.
Stars warning,
standing angels,
are waiting for dawns
and taste arts eager for them.
Others assiduously sleeping
So I’m opening arches
Let’s go! .. Just let’s go!
I’m adding boards
shaking other Hearts.
 
 
 
“A” ….
“Amore, Amicizia, Anima”
 
Arranco Accordi Armoniosi,
Anche Annoverando Attimi
Armata Ancora,
Assolutamente Amando.
 
Arte Antica: Amore … Amicizia …
Attingere Anima … Animo.
Ancora, Ancora Avanti.
 
Ansimando,
Arruolando,
Affidandosi Anziché Abbattersi.
 
Ah, Anima!!
Ancora Ardue Azioni Avventuri,
Attingendo Aspri Attimi,
Ancora Andiamo, Abbracciandoci.
 
Astri avvisano,
Angeli Alzati,
Attendono Albe.
 
Arti assaggiano assetati,
Altri, Assiduamente Addormentati.
Allora Apro Arcate ….
Andiamo, Andiamo !
 
Assi Aggiungo,
Agitando Altri Animi.
 
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