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Black Love (unpublished)



I was nothing, by your side
and now, without you beside me, life seems

a huge mistake.


was a love created by tears,
by blind hatred,
from nights of passion red. It was a love


deprivation,
of violent slaps, kisses in the dark
shouted.


was a love of words unspoken,

rape of bodies and blood hug.

I had no name, nor a heart
,
only "your woman",
locked in a prison.

Suppressed by a black love
were my sweet protector,
and then an icy murderess,
were hell and heaven.

I was the shadow of a man who
me all it took.
And now, alone,
are not either.

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I tried to grasp the infinite (unpublished)

Dedicated to Abigail ... My little girl away

I tried to grasp the infinite.

I found myself with icy wind

between the fingers.

Amid the gray crowd

- that spot dirty, angry - I wanted

find a face that could give me comfort.

Everywhere

dreamed a glow in the dark

a beacon to guide me elsewhere ...

Exhausted, I lay on the white beach

.

I heard the sighs of the sea;

me spoke of distant worlds:

I had ever imagined.

The wind

as a lament,

silently led me

your sweet voice.

Beyond the horizon,

across the world, I

turned his eye,

and there, I found you.

An ocean - or perhaps a divine tears? -

denies us embrace

long desired.

Your face I've ever touched;

but your eyes know,

is what I always dreamed of ...

you, longed for that sun!

These words are my caress.

Imprimile in your heart, vast as the sea

you love watching ...

Delicata

girl who lives in nothing

collect my tears,

dissolve the anger that burns you ...

Accept my distant

- ma non vano! - amore,

e abbatti il tuo dolore.

Tu sei il mio cielo.

E il solo tuo pensiero

mi fa sentire

d'avere l'infinito

tra le mie dita.

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I have no heart (unpublished )



I have no heart
and I am proud of it -
If I had one -
Life would be misery!

My chest is just an empty shell.
And I don't care
if my body is cold -
I am already dead -
Don't you know?

I cannot love,
rage, I have never met,
I ignore the pain.
But I do not live in vain!

I can walk
and scream
and talk, it still works
,
this forgotten soul!

I dream of living
na
world made of ice.
Only there,

Where the sun does not shine, my angry mind

an illusion of peace
Would finally find.
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Translation


do not have heart and I'm proud -
If I had one -
Life would be misery!

Breast

is only an empty shell.


And I do not care if the body is cold -
are already dead -
Do not you know?

I do not know what love is,
grudge, I never met him, I do not know
pain.
But I do not live in vain!

I can walk,
and scream, and talk
,
still exists,
forgotten soul!


dream of living in a world of ice.
Only in that place where the sun never shines
, the
my furious mind

an illusion of peace would last.

Braziliam Post Partum Girdle

There's a ship on the horizon (unpublished)



There's a ship on the horizon, there
,
where the sun is dying. Who knows where it will

... His goal, though
unknown
appears to me the only salvation.
I look back,
the night falls,
his stony silence, yes
essential
reminds me of home.
The moon - my friend! -

already smiling at me with melancholy.
This is my place.
Anchored to the ground,
stops,
enveloped by darkness.
At sea, far away, my dream cast
compartment.
ships no longer sail.

(c) Eleanor Grana, 2009

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Go away (unpublished)




not have ever dreamed of flying away, away?
Make love for hours and hours

regardless

of life that moves and breaks the spell? Constantly screaming

and release resentment
forced to choke?
Embracing the moon every night


caresses our love and become one with it ...
There is nothing to fear, we could escape
,
two secret lovers,
a black cloak protects us ... The next morning we

surprise there,

in that place where the plant turns
in a clear ocean, where every complaint

becomes the grain
's a white sand,
on which our tired bodies
can finally rest
and find peace.

(c) Eleanor Grana, 2009

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Woman and Moon


I'm not a breast
nursing
the fruit of her womb. Not

are weak and delicate flesh,
born to be touched.
are no smiles in that gray days

shines on my face. I'm not laughing


that fills the air when the sky gets dark and apparently
lost hope.
I'm not the creature who cries and despairs

if the world does not accept it.
I'm not the snake that tempts you
, seductive, and he hurts you with poison

light hidden in the body. Not only is this
.

but I'm a blue moon shining
melancholy
but delightful.
shines with reflected light,

donated by a sun that rules the world. Only in darkness

I lie awake ...
A inventing dreams
to build tomorrow,
to rock gently
the man who falls asleep.
Unaware he closes his eyes and does not know

my light that shines with power.

(c) Eleanor Grana, 2009

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Passion (unpublished)

I spent a night
passion.

the morning all that remains is a grim pallor

and a mind without color.
From your skin has already disappeared

my smell.
In my heart your memory

burns without shame.

You broke my silence, my
touched every corner,
want all my moaning ...
But you have not been able to look inside

to this body but still immature
so old inside.

(c) Eleanor Grana, 2009