Visual Alchemy

Maria Chiara Fagioli

#blind-lies-2


Inside a filament
following roots
under the rude asphalt
cracked underfoot,
the rain wandered
attracting the sparkling
notes spread
between the seawater droplets
that carved the small pale bark.
Memories.

 

On the horizon a rainbow broke,
the catharsis of indelible arpeggios
above the violin strings
and imperturbable centuries-old cedars,
therefore the first kiss was painful breath
and melodious thirst
between desolate words.
We perished of soft toque.

 

Mosaic pieces arranged on a chess board
out of my sight
under refined skies
whose everything sees
and all hold our peace,
The off-putting scent of alluring musk
and fatality.
At last we consumed an elixir of eternity
into jangling goblets
attempting the intangible space.

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