Link to: "Dimitra Milan: the Art of Dream" (it/eng)
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Prayer in guitar strings - August 9th 2011
Wind and shadows,
the time gallery
crosses people.
This prayer in strings,
takes me with it,
being like strawberries,
as if I'd pronouncing it,
myself, with my fingers.
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Eternità - February 12th 2015
The Writers' Storms,
The Poet's Jolts,
The Sky's startling Growth,
The Musicians' Colors,
The lofty Light of Love,
The Touch of Earth.
The Pure Meaning of Each Moment.
This is what matters. Here. Now.
(born in English, with Italian title)
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The Miracle - Jenuary 24th 2015
You know, you're a Miracle to me,
every night, every day, you know, I pray,
I pray our God, for He keeps beside you
two of His angels, to protect you,
to help you, for ever.
You know, you're a Miracle to me,
we saw, we lived, horrible scenes,
but now you're smiling,
you can! You can smile!
"I've seen things you people wouldn't believe"
but now this is a miracle,
and you're smiling, you can smile.
I pray, I pray, I pray,
because the peace falling in love with your heart,
because the peace falling in love with your soul.
You're a Miracle, you know,
you're a Miracle, to me,
you can smile, you can smile,
now you know, how to do.
(born in English)
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Verses over the border - September 7th 2013
Steals the fire and makes it his own,
takes in a leap, leaves of air
and rejoices them of sumptuous verses,
plays with lake's waves,
enlivened by bright leaves,
sees beyond the mountains,
beyond any boundary or wall,
believes in being inebriated
from the graven joys of heaven,
adores trying to describe
the soul and its flavors.
His eyes be filled
of savor of the soil
and so he can bring it
to the look of world.
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Imagine - March 26th 2013
Image. "Image. Ordering the visible, organize the experience." *
Picture: a flowering peach tree in front of our eyes and a child that caresses it intrigued ... image of a flowering peach tree in front of us and a child caresses it while around curiously there is the frost and spring has not yet arrived. Image: of Spring which is theoretical and laggard and ... image of this wonderful Spring which then explodes in colors and ... in sneezing. Blue, green, red and yellow. The colors. And the sneezing. Image of an object, of a flower. Image rapt by a photograph, picture kidnapped and that's all. Picture of a thought, idea's image, the image of the Idea. Image of the future we hope for. Image of the future, concrete, for which we fight. Aura's image. I've seen it sometimes. It are all differents. "Imagine". Excellent song. Image of nature. Picture of a chubby child and wonderful. Picture of a skinny child, scrawny, hungry, sick, just as wonderful, has to be saved. Picture of a problem in the head. Image of a problem that is real, to solve. Images of the concerns, resolutions and .... resolutions and stop. Point. Image of the point. Image Of Points. Each point has its own why. Picture of a feeling. Image brought to life, from the inside to the outside. Picture of a painting, a poem, a melody, a word. The dress of the image and the nakedness of the image. Image of faces that ... you do not understand why they are so convinced and we would like they were less. Image of faces; in the Hope, they have their strenght and they will sooner or later going to make in changing the face to those . Image of a world, of a boundless universe, of a wonderful place and of a contamined place. That too, to save. Image of Time. Abstract image, concrete image, an image that I have created and that you have created too. The image that I watch, which I see, and that you look and you see. Image. The face of the wonderful people I love .... and the wonderful image of the people that you love. And this is... a dialogue. Image, slight, full, prosperous, colorful, grayish, of kind, meaningful, nonsense, nonsense and ... even more. Tell me what is the image for you. My eyes, your and of everybody. The physical look, the inner, the mind, the spirit. The uniqueness. Of each image.
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There were children who played and interesting sounds,
voices of mothers who gave advice,
with the smaller babies in the strollers.
I hear now only the trampling of low fires remained
and children who move the dust, among the ruins.
There were guys so busy, who was looking for work,
those who were working, who was studing, those who planned.
Now I hear only rifles shoot,
shook on the walls and weeping mothers,
for those same guys who go home,
with holes in the heart and in the coasts, not breathing.
There were men who lived and I felt
the scents and smells of their existence.
Who was selling fruit, who was fixing boilers,
who built houses and who made bread.
Now I just feel their fear and courage,
nothing and everything to lose.
voices of mothers who gave advice,
with the smaller babies in the strollers.
I hear now only the trampling of low fires remained
and children who move the dust, among the ruins.
There were guys so busy, who was looking for work,
those who were working, who was studing, those who planned.
Now I hear only rifles shoot,
shook on the walls and weeping mothers,
for those same guys who go home,
with holes in the heart and in the coasts, not breathing.
There were men who lived and I felt
the scents and smells of their existence.
Who was selling fruit, who was fixing boilers,
who built houses and who made bread.
Now I just feel their fear and courage,
nothing and everything to lose.
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The dialogue of an angel - March 7th 2013
You met the stars,
they said "Don't worry".
In the shine of universe
all it's different and a flower also, it's all.
"Don't cry", they said, "someone understands",
in the shine of universe,
all it's different and also an ant, it's all.
You met the stars and after your walk
you said them "I return to my Father,
and even you, don't cry too much..."
(born in English)
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"Children Shine" - February 21th 2013
"Children are climbing,
looking for in middle of land, among the rocks,
on the top, in constant hazard, someone would say.
The children arrived, they eat strawberries
and they play with river water, it's clear, beautiful,
catching fish with hands, smelling flowers.
Children are running toward another mountain,
even higher, there's a large long cave,
it's leads to the sunshine."
looking for in middle of land, among the rocks,
on the top, in constant hazard, someone would say.
The children arrived, they eat strawberries
and they play with river water, it's clear, beautiful,
catching fish with hands, smelling flowers.
Children are running toward another mountain,
even higher, there's a large long cave,
it's leads to the sunshine."
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"I
say hey, come here? come and see me? how, when and in what way? Ok but
... what color are your hair today? and how much is long the shoe who
the universe wears? At last, even the flies have a purpose, why don't
you tell who it bothers you to drink a cup of tea with biscuits? I saw a
dove today, as always I slowed down, she flew away, I feel to be the
invader in certain cases. You, in what you believe? do you believe in
love? are you afraid of? I also saw two dull eyes the other day, maybe
they didn't know why. There are notes everywhere, what a show. A friend
told me: "I need a coffee, I put the green enamel," I think it was the
most logical solution. I'm hungry, we are thirsty. How wonderful
laugh."
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(from "Attimi" on the fb page)
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When thought becomes luminescence,
when it becomes a premonition of hope,
When dreaming is to believe that it is so,
because believing that it is possible
leads to action and the action,
with the passion and honesty,
changes things.
changes things.
(from "Attimi" on the fb page)
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"In the noise"- Jenuary 1st 2013
From "Points without end" - Lara Aversano
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"Eyes, like mint's grains,
skin, as wheat spaces. "
(from "Attimi" on the fb page)
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"A dense tree-lined deep green,
aroma of ancient wonders,
a storm with courage tackled,
metals on the streets:
White rabbit, lead them!
Nothing is impossible,
not even a fairy tale."
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"In the noise"- Jenuary 1st 2013
"Tin
bruned trees, drowned lands through traffic clamor, lightless lights.
They are looking for the thunderbolt power, finding only its
destruction. Poisoned twenty, frantic ran to noise, dirty hands of lives
spent in nothing. Markets and merchants, colors fictitious, still lifes
... beings: taken by themselves, to the darkness of unconsciousness,
covered by information, devoids of wisdom. Love. Saves us."
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"She
wanted to see the beautiful steps and agile legs of those who, for one
reason or another, they are even labeled, they are so many, they are
so few, they are so strong and so helpless, dancing toward men X, Y, Z,
and teach them a lesson by simply showing their lives. [...] He wanted
the "issues" and "cases" were no longer just "issues" and "cases" and
that the "arguments" were no longer just " topics. "[...] Come on, come
on, sooner or later everything will change. Make victorious carbon
dioxide does not inspired her at all. Would you believe, believe,
believe in it. We do this every day, we do it. Stifling not need, need
to breathe."
From "Points without end" - Lara Aversano
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"Over" - May 30th 2012
"About courage and meaning,
about our lost step,
and about the one
that accompanies it;
about shaking and clash,
about peace and see,
your joy, singing nursery rhymes.
About ripe fruit,
seeds exploding life.
About broken chains and followed paths.
About bad weather and soothed heavens.
about love vibrations, about sound waves.
About acrylic and about your hands inside it,
within the paper, in chosen colors.
About noise and lost,
about love and lived time,
about your present, your future,
about the formely teaching.
About not historicization,
because it' s better, because it sounds.
About tenacity and temerity,
about fire, water, wind, green.
About us, them, about "all those who",
about "a lot of" that nothing means,
and about "a bit", that means all world."