Golden dew

samedi 5 novembre 2016

Golden dew

My soul
Passionately
Drinking
The landscape
Of our skins
Breathing
Together

Shivering
In endless waves
Never
Satiated
Fingers' morning symphony
On sunny dew
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Wet glittering gold

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'The poetry of Danielle Baraka finds its roots in the simple gestures of listening both to the external and the internal world. It is marked by a strong visionary imagination that transports itself on paths crossed by ancient myths and legends that her verses clearly catch a glimpse of.
The death, the Loneliness, the Love, the existential condition of Man are themes which are dear to her, considering them sometimes from far, sometimes from a closer distance, as if being herself a stone pit, death or the shining sun.
An interesting, simple and minimal poetic : essential in style,
very deep and rich in content.'
(Federica Galetto (Nightingale) (Translator, collages artist and poet, author of 'Stanze del nord' and 'Ode to a nightingale'.)

Danielle's poetry [become who you are - Friedrich Nietzsche]

Over the Himalayas (October 2016)

samedi 5 novembre 2016

Golden dew

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