inaugurate this post with a new section of our blog that uniquely devoted to the little writers of our association.
Below are their compositions, or short stories, poems, thoughts and in liberty and in all that they want to tell the world.
inviting all those who have written stories, poems and more enclosed in their cramped and dusty drawers for possible so send them privately to be published in this post, I leave the poem written by one of our volunteers who, for now, we want to hide in ' Anonymity ...
"Chills"
Darkness in your eyes ...
eyes accustomed to playing with colors and shadows.
absence of light and try to sniff ...
is the silent dialogue of your hands and dancing.
Advance nel buio sonnacchiosi movimenti...
orecchie seguono suoni da reinventare.
Giocolieri in equilibrio i tuoi piedi sull'asfalto...
attraversano pesanti il tuo lato cupo.
Un timido bagliore torna a ridisegnare
le linee del tuo corpo...
nebbia e freddo.
Anonimo
