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I found a beautiful book of poems by Joseph Conte, Last April White, the translation of the timing of the Oglala-Sioux. It's called " Lune."
How much love and respect for life, these words give off as much soul-essences. No literary or aesthetic appreciation intimacy understood as the primacy of the self (do you remember Leopardi?).
Only nature, poetry and beauty as it should be the beginning of the world .
Luna Luna
Ice Curtain in the Dark Red Calves
Blinded by the Moon Snow Moon when
Luna Rossa's wort appears when the horse loses the Hairy fat
Moon Moon of Red Cherries
of the Moon Black Cherry Moon
when the calf grows Hairy
Moon return for Season
Moon of Falling Leaves Moon Tree
crackling.
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