Ioana Geier



ma quel pane curvato
sembrava che venisse dall'eternit...

la mamma tendeva le braccia sul fuoco
ruotava il legno con le tracce di lupo
rendendolo pi potente
per il papero gracile
e l'enorme barbabietola rossa
rimossa con gmito dal campo

sotto la lampada a petrolio
la fame si apriva a volte troppo forte
nevicava che non sapevo dormire
fino all'alba rodevo a turno
brividi di ghiaccio dalla finestra, barbabietola



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Published on on 01/19/2010.


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