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Celebrating March 8 at the Atelier of Rome Metateatro

INDIGO Cetti Petrolla

by The jump rope Manni 2010

Indigo

The house where you can drink water and anise and well pulled the bed sheets are white linen, the houses in the shade with no smell of tobacco but the subtle bitterness of a dry powder that tastes like the heat, are the homes of women. In these houses covered by the girls, as the old, pregnant women as the widows and spinsters, no woman of my memories has never been withered or sour. I do not recall a problem of not pause or beauty faded. Being a woman meant to live the house from which no one is excluded, the smell of fresh elbows girls mingling with the sweat of the great, the dolcisatro of menstruation and talcum powder to great grandmothers. The house is a house with no men without time, the laziness of the mirror and the slow pace of the kitchen being the navigation of the body, internal rhythm, glands that rise to the surface and that this harmony, open to widening from room to room, from image to image hold. Women have enough when they open their windows and master of their time. They do not age, harden not in the eyes and skin. They can be queens when the starch indigo on which they operated only open at night and suddenly the man at the house then he breathes. Recognize the odors of a young man passed their smell, and bearing of an old future so that their authority ends if the desire of the man's body, which accompanies grilled just a little piece of life, always go ahead and escape, perfect and light as a home-made pasta, the desirability of its women.

THE EVENING OF DALE peony ZACCARIA

by unpublished per a passer-by Manni 2008

the evening of peonies

the evening before the peonies
in front of a starry sky in the evening already know

beautiful starry sky above and will not fall

peonies
fall love fall
the evening and at night

will love you and make you beautiful

and thou shalt love and be

the evening in a starry sky.

Celebrating "We Women" Tuesday, March 8, 2011 at 21:00 Atelier Metateatro Rome street where the great 21. Readings from The jump rope and Cetta Petrolla Unpublished for a passer-by Dale Zaccaria along with poems by Alda Merini, Amelia Rosselli, Sister Juana Inés de la Cruz, Elizabeth Barrett Browning and Isabella Morra. www.metateatro.blogspot.com entry € 2 + € 10.00 for the card. Event by the Cultural night wind in collaboration with the Province of Rome.