Eccoti in una poesia,
non potendo far altro,
per l’eco dei tuoi passi sghembi
che ritmarono il mio esistere.
Cantami, scoprimi ancora,
nell’angolo buio della platea,
accorcia la distanza.
Pronunciami di nuovo
che non ho mai saputo
di avere un così bel nome.
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By Laura Massera, born in 1971 in Modena, Italy. Degree in Chinese Languages and Civilisations from Ca' Foscari University, Venice, Italy. A freelance editor and language teacher since 2006, she opened her own business called IN/CERTE IMPRONTE (translation: un/certain footprints) this year. Occasionally a writer, she loves literature publishing and everything related to Chinese culture, in particular the game of Wei Qi (aka Go) and northern Chinese cuisine.
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