Cello player against all odds…


Slide the word

over the shroud,

covering scattered crumbs:

dialogues of inspiration!

Your fingers of fog

caressing thoughts of old,

strings of the cello,

awaken the music and muse!

Scivola la parola

oltre la coltre,

ricoprendo briciole sparse:

dialoghi d’estro!

Le tue dita di nebbia

che accarezzano pensieri antichi,

corde di violoncello,

risvegliano musiche e muse!


©claudine giovannoni 2013    (from the novel Piccoli passi nella Taiga – gli Sciamani del Lago Baikal)

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