Il Mare Mi Parla
Featured in the January 2021 Issue of The Open Doors Review. View Magazine Here.
Poetry by Charles Edward Carey
Ritmo
Senza melodia
Mi colpisce
Come le onde sulla riva
Il mare mi parla
Il vento balla sull’acqua
Blu indaco, turchese, verde
Il sole splende
La luce scintilla sull’acqua
Il mare mi parla
Mi chiama
Un invito a entrare
Non posso resistere
Sono immerso
Il mare mi parla
Io nuoto, mi tuffo
Avanti e indietro sott’acqua
Sorretto dall’acqua salata
Chiudo gli occhi
E poi, solo allora
Sento la melodia
Author Bio: I live on a small island in The Bahamas, a world apart from Italy, yet for some inexplicable reason Italy holds me tightly within its orbit. I first visited Italy as a young man with a French lover. The lover didn’t last but my love affair with Italy began and has endured to this day. Early on it was difficult to return but during the past decade my partner and I have been fortunate to spend chunks of time in Italy and we return every year. Until now, that is. In the midst of the pandemic we cannot travel but we continue to dream of Italy and live our version of an Italian life here on our remote island, cooking our favorite Italian dishes (alas without authentic ingredients), reading about Italy and speaking Italian on Skype calls with Italian friends. It’s enough for now. But perhaps next year we will be able to return and savor the excitement of waking up in Italy once again! Non vedo l’ora!
2 Comments
Karen
Amazing poem!!!
Elizabeth
What an incredible way to bring Italy close to you during these difficult times! Bravo, Charles.