While in Italy I started a number of poems. The following three poems were begun in Sardinia and were observations of or responses to festival offerings. around the grove the trees speak discreet words from a sonorous voice disembodied poems overlapping images knotted phrases insistent love forgotten promises remembered betrayal […]
In my last days in Italy, I was amidst an interesting crossroads of history and art. The last city I performed in was Desenzano, a city that edges Garda, Italy’s largest lake in the region of Lombardi. It is written that in the first century this was a favorite vacation […]
When does a person become an artist and not simply a person who at times creates art? In music it requires a certain attainment of skills to simply play music and then the line is formed as professional or an amateur musician, lines that do not necessarily reflect on one’s […]
On Saturday September 3 Rafaella Marzano and Sergio Iagulli of Casa della Poesie and I flew to Sardinia for their Fall Literary Festival. The banner roughly translates to “New Year of the Poets” because in Sardinia the beginning of Fall after the summer harvest is considered the beginning of a […]
