mercoledì 23 dicembre 2020
martedì 17 novembre 2020
martedì 27 ottobre 2020
venerdì 9 ottobre 2020
venerdì 11 settembre 2020
mercoledì 5 agosto 2020
venerdì 26 giugno 2020
lunedì 25 maggio 2020
lunedì 6 aprile 2020
mercoledì 18 marzo 2020
lunedì 17 febbraio 2020
Trees
Trees
(Joyce Kilmer)
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
lunedì 27 gennaio 2020
mercoledì 22 gennaio 2020
Walls (No. 3)
Some days are diamonds
Some days are rocks
Some doors are open
Some roads are blocked
Sundowns are golden
Then fade away
But if I never do nothing
I'm coming back some day
Cause you got a heart so big
It could crush this town
And I can't hold out forever
Even walls fall down
All around your island
There's a barricade
It keeps out the danger
Holds in the pain
Sometimes you're happy
And sometimes you cry
Half of me is ocean
Half of me is sky
But you got a heart so big
It could crush this town
And I can't hold out forever
Even walls fall down
And some things are over
Some things go on
Part of me you carry
And part of me is gone
But you got a heart so big
It could crush this town
And I can't hold out forever
Even walls fall down
You got a heart so big
It could crush this town
And I can't hold out forever
Even walls fall down
