<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158225476444535203</id><updated>2011-10-03T17:37:40.124+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nosh'taar</title><subtitle type='html'>Poesie. Da un mondo d'ombre.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Az</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06244594647757985310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLrHYoxZDP4/SyLRFOsnY3I/AAAAAAAAACE/Bkn5SDwBmhU/S220/avatar_tattoo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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partire'/><author><name>Az</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06244594647757985310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLrHYoxZDP4/SyLRFOsnY3I/AAAAAAAAACE/Bkn5SDwBmhU/S220/avatar_tattoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158225476444535203.post-1033995342488580411</id><published>2009-12-30T00:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T15:29:57.174+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ritorno</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ritorno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come fossero lacrime&lt;br /&gt;eterna berrò la tua pioggia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tra rovine di mondi&lt;br /&gt;Lungo vie incerte&lt;br /&gt;Ti troverò sdraiata - rinata&lt;br /&gt;Ancora&lt;br /&gt;Da sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piegati sul ferro&lt;br /&gt;Tramonti rossi ti baciano&lt;br /&gt;Alone di nebbia - memoria&lt;br /&gt;Si leva da Nord&lt;br /&gt;Lontano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi riporto da te&lt;br /&gt;Ancora la notte - l'anima&lt;br /&gt;E ti riporto ogni mia cosa&lt;br /&gt;Da sempre&lt;br /&gt;Ti appartiene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E come fossero lacrime&lt;br /&gt;eterna berrò la tua pioggia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7158225476444535203-1033995342488580411?l=noshtaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/feeds/1033995342488580411/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/12/ritorno.html#comment-form' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/1033995342488580411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/1033995342488580411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/12/ritorno.html' title='Ritorno'/><author><name>Az</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06244594647757985310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLrHYoxZDP4/SyLRFOsnY3I/AAAAAAAAACE/Bkn5SDwBmhU/S220/avatar_tattoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158225476444535203.post-6424118245027947593</id><published>2009-12-29T23:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:57:15.772+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ultima notte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ora lascia che sia qui&lt;br /&gt;Semplicemente qui,&lt;br /&gt;In attesa di vederti svanire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nell'ultima notte della mia terra&lt;br /&gt;Ti accarezzo ai capelli come giovane sposa&lt;br /&gt;E ti guardo partire&lt;br /&gt;Per nozze lontane&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7158225476444535203-6424118245027947593?l=noshtaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/feeds/6424118245027947593/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/12/ultima-notte.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/6424118245027947593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/6424118245027947593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/12/ultima-notte.html' title='Ultima notte'/><author><name>Az</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06244594647757985310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLrHYoxZDP4/SyLRFOsnY3I/AAAAAAAAACE/Bkn5SDwBmhU/S220/avatar_tattoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158225476444535203.post-1689482424356897154</id><published>2009-09-13T00:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:57:41.315+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Guardia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guardia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lentamente,&lt;br /&gt;la pozza va riempiendosi.&lt;br /&gt;Prigioniera,&lt;br /&gt;goccia a goccia&lt;br /&gt;rabbrividisce nella pioggia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tremano gli aruspici sui loro merli,&lt;br /&gt;e nell'attesa&lt;br /&gt;la guardano crescere.&lt;br /&gt;Rosso d'orizzonte&lt;br /&gt;la screzia di sangue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tremula&lt;br /&gt;vi si specchia la luna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7158225476444535203-1689482424356897154?l=noshtaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/feeds/1689482424356897154/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/guardia.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/1689482424356897154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/1689482424356897154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/guardia.html' title='Guardia'/><author><name>Az</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06244594647757985310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLrHYoxZDP4/SyLRFOsnY3I/AAAAAAAAACE/Bkn5SDwBmhU/S220/avatar_tattoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158225476444535203.post-4129672727979249641</id><published>2009-09-12T00:26:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:57:52.191+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Mesori"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mesori&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti prego, perdonami.&lt;br /&gt;Abissa il capo tra le ceneri&lt;br /&gt;e lasciati cospargere dal cedro,&lt;br /&gt;dagli aromi del viaggio.&lt;br /&gt;Sulle onde di un Nilo lontano&lt;br /&gt;abbandonami, e di me&lt;br /&gt;non ricordare più nulla.&lt;br /&gt;Non conservare nei vasi&lt;br /&gt;nemmeno un frammento d'addio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sulla discesa al tramonto&lt;br /&gt;planano lente le ombre dell'Ibis.&lt;br /&gt;Tra i radi fiori del campo&lt;br /&gt;palpita la messe,&lt;br /&gt;si specchiano le stelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adorna,&lt;br /&gt;li sognerai crescere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7158225476444535203-4129672727979249641?l=noshtaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLrHYoxZDP4/SyLRFOsnY3I/AAAAAAAAACE/Bkn5SDwBmhU/S220/avatar_tattoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158225476444535203.post-1101720783023695483</id><published>2009-09-12T00:15:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:58:03.250+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando ti ritroverò&lt;br /&gt;finalmente&lt;br /&gt;sarà per baciarti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per stringerti&lt;br /&gt;senza paura di perderti,&lt;br /&gt;e bruciare nel vento&lt;br /&gt;ogni ricordo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potrò tenerti&lt;br /&gt;con me oltre il mattino&lt;br /&gt;a respirare il mare&lt;br /&gt;nella brezza delle partenze.&lt;br /&gt;Ci saranno ulivi&lt;br /&gt;a germogliare dalle rocce&lt;br /&gt;e battiti lontani&lt;br /&gt;di bandiere contro il sole.&lt;br /&gt;Sarai felice&lt;br /&gt;come sono felici i bambini&lt;br /&gt;al risveglio in estate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E non avremo più freddo&lt;br /&gt;tra le pieghe della notte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7158225476444535203-1101720783023695483?l=noshtaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/feeds/1101720783023695483/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/1101720783023695483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/1101720783023695483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='A...'/><author><name>Az</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06244594647757985310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLrHYoxZDP4/SyLRFOsnY3I/AAAAAAAAACE/Bkn5SDwBmhU/S220/avatar_tattoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158225476444535203.post-4448176670259125664</id><published>2009-09-10T19:39:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:58:17.921+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Esecuzione</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esecuzione&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Su tutti gli sguardi&lt;br /&gt;l'occhio delle nubi s'è aperto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sospeso, tremante,&lt;br /&gt;un enorme sospiro ristagna&lt;br /&gt;in un mondo di volti.&lt;br /&gt;Ammanta in silenzio&lt;br /&gt;l'attesa atterrita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nell'ultimo istante&lt;br /&gt;non sono che ultimi istanti&lt;br /&gt;mai giunti.&lt;br /&gt;Non sono che amori&lt;br /&gt;non diventati ricordo.&lt;br /&gt;Non sono che giorni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con il giudizio&lt;br /&gt;laverà la pioggia il sangue.&lt;br /&gt;Ma nell'ultimo fiato,&lt;br /&gt;infiniti profumi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7158225476444535203-4448176670259125664?l=noshtaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/feeds/4448176670259125664/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/esecuzione.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/4448176670259125664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/4448176670259125664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/esecuzione.html' title='Esecuzione'/><author><name>Az</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06244594647757985310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLrHYoxZDP4/SyLRFOsnY3I/AAAAAAAAACE/Bkn5SDwBmhU/S220/avatar_tattoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158225476444535203.post-2922192301770059098</id><published>2009-09-09T00:06:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:58:26.918+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bandiera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bandiera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piegata, abbassata&lt;br /&gt;sogna la bandiera della guerra conclusa.&lt;br /&gt;Rassegnata grandezza divina,&lt;br /&gt;l'abbagliante sconfitta sulla polvere&lt;br /&gt;senza eguali ora svetta&lt;br /&gt;silente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nel cielo&lt;br /&gt;solo i corvi restano in volo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7158225476444535203-2922192301770059098?l=noshtaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/feeds/2922192301770059098/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/bandiera.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/2922192301770059098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/2922192301770059098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/bandiera.html' title='Bandiera'/><author><name>Az</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06244594647757985310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLrHYoxZDP4/SyLRFOsnY3I/AAAAAAAAACE/Bkn5SDwBmhU/S220/avatar_tattoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158225476444535203.post-5458664210116786789</id><published>2009-09-09T00:04:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:58:35.785+01:00</updated><title type='text'>L'amore finito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;L'amore finito&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di tutta la nostra guerra&lt;br /&gt;è rimasta la luna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impudica.&lt;br /&gt;Ammantata d'alone vago&lt;br /&gt;e nessuna nuvola,&lt;br /&gt;sul silenzio respira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aperta,&lt;br /&gt;la porta abbandonata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7158225476444535203-5458664210116786789?l=noshtaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/feeds/5458664210116786789/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/lamore-finito.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/5458664210116786789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/5458664210116786789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/lamore-finito.html' title='L&apos;amore finito'/><author><name>Az</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06244594647757985310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLrHYoxZDP4/SyLRFOsnY3I/AAAAAAAAACE/Bkn5SDwBmhU/S220/avatar_tattoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158225476444535203.post-8390151445015473365</id><published>2009-09-09T00:03:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:59:02.259+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Esilio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Futuro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbiamo dimenticato,&lt;br /&gt;abbandonato per soffrire&lt;br /&gt;e punirci&lt;br /&gt;ogni luogo d'affetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando ti alzasti&lt;br /&gt;per osservare in ultimo la città di sale&lt;br /&gt;non piangevi&lt;br /&gt;che rospi e rimorsi corrosi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una nuova antica casa abbiamo.&lt;br /&gt;Sulle acri volute di fumo&lt;br /&gt;s'alzano nostri i silenzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7158225476444535203-8390151445015473365?l=noshtaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/feeds/8390151445015473365/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/esilio.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/8390151445015473365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/8390151445015473365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/esilio.html' title='Esilio'/><author><name>Az</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06244594647757985310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLrHYoxZDP4/SyLRFOsnY3I/AAAAAAAAACE/Bkn5SDwBmhU/S220/avatar_tattoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158225476444535203.post-6111429011061580278</id><published>2009-09-09T00:02:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:59:10.759+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La città nella tormenta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;La città nella tormenta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come piangi,&lt;br /&gt;in questa notte di gelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scossa dalla pioggia&lt;br /&gt;incapace d'alzarti,&lt;br /&gt;giaci sola nel fango del perdono.&lt;br /&gt;E ora ti calpestano i piedi&lt;br /&gt;di pellegrini ignoranti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma non impariamo.&lt;br /&gt;Cinti di corone d'elemosine&lt;br /&gt;nel costruir rovine nuove,&lt;br /&gt;non chiniamo il capo&lt;br /&gt;innanzi ai nostri peccati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stringimi la mano&lt;br /&gt;e affoga con me nell'inverno.&lt;br /&gt;Tra i conquistati&lt;br /&gt;in te m'inchino:&lt;br /&gt;alla sconfitta,&lt;br /&gt;al ritrovato coraggio d'esistere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7158225476444535203-6111429011061580278?l=noshtaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/feeds/6111429011061580278/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/la-citta-nella-tormenta.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/6111429011061580278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/6111429011061580278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/la-citta-nella-tormenta.html' title='La città nella tormenta'/><author><name>Az</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06244594647757985310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLrHYoxZDP4/SyLRFOsnY3I/AAAAAAAAACE/Bkn5SDwBmhU/S220/avatar_tattoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158225476444535203.post-6268201225514792603</id><published>2009-09-08T23:55:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:59:33.017+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A mio padre</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Per C.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Più d'ogni cosa di te&lt;br /&gt;ricorderò gli occhi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando nel nero riflettevi il nero&lt;br /&gt;del cielo coperto di corvi&lt;br /&gt;e ti amavo.&lt;br /&gt;E nella notte ti dirigevi certo&lt;br /&gt;lungo la strada che non vedevi,&lt;br /&gt;e seguivamo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai saputo il destino&lt;br /&gt;come il fiume sa il mare&lt;br /&gt;nella corsa a raggiungerlo;&lt;br /&gt;adorato tiranno e profeta,&lt;br /&gt;navigatore nella nebbia&lt;br /&gt;sei stato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7158225476444535203-6268201225514792603?l=noshtaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/feeds/6268201225514792603/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/mio-padre.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/6268201225514792603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/6268201225514792603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/mio-padre.html' title='A mio padre'/><author><name>Az</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06244594647757985310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLrHYoxZDP4/SyLRFOsnY3I/AAAAAAAAACE/Bkn5SDwBmhU/S220/avatar_tattoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158225476444535203.post-1785887749938593101</id><published>2009-09-08T00:54:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:59:38.561+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I conquistati</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I conquistati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come piangi,&lt;br /&gt;in questa notte di gelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scossa dalla pioggia&lt;br /&gt;incapace d'alzarti,&lt;br /&gt;giaci sola nel fango del perdono.&lt;br /&gt;E ti calpestano i piedi&lt;br /&gt;di pellegrini ignoranti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troveremo umiltà&lt;br /&gt;nella vittoria dei sopravvissuti?&lt;br /&gt;Sapremo cingerci con&lt;br /&gt;corone di elemosine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stringimi la mano&lt;br /&gt;e affoga con me nell'inverno.&lt;br /&gt;In te m'inchino alla sconfitta,&lt;br /&gt;al ritrovato coraggio d'esistere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7158225476444535203-1785887749938593101?l=noshtaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/feeds/1785887749938593101/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-conquistati.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/1785887749938593101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/1785887749938593101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-conquistati.html' title='I conquistati'/><author><name>Az</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06244594647757985310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLrHYoxZDP4/SyLRFOsnY3I/AAAAAAAAACE/Bkn5SDwBmhU/S220/avatar_tattoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158225476444535203.post-7283884086924503708</id><published>2009-09-08T00:29:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:59:50.857+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Al mio vincitore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Al mio vincitore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo sguardo indimenticato,&lt;br /&gt;sue le iridi di luce.&lt;br /&gt;Nel buio la perfezione&lt;br /&gt;e nostra era la notte.&lt;br /&gt;L'albero solo respirava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed il lago argenteo non esisteva,&lt;br /&gt;si rifletteva su stelle disperse,&lt;br /&gt;ovunque senza colore&lt;br /&gt;eterno splendeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tutto è sempre,&lt;br /&gt;e dentro di noi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7158225476444535203-7283884086924503708?l=noshtaar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/feeds/7283884086924503708/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/al-mio-vincitore.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/7283884086924503708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7158225476444535203/posts/default/7283884086924503708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://noshtaar.blogspot.com/2009/09/al-mio-vincitore.html' title='Al mio vincitore'/><author><name>Az</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06244594647757985310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oLrHYoxZDP4/SyLRFOsnY3I/AAAAAAAAACE/Bkn5SDwBmhU/S220/avatar_tattoo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158225476444535203.post-1744710520262116970</id><published>2009-09-07T23:45:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:58:52.194+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La città natale</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span id="sites-page-title" dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;La città natale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="text-align: center;" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml" id="sites-page-title-header"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ancora mi prendi&lt;br /&gt;e non chiedi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invecchiata, abbandonata,&lt;br /&gt;rovinata di amanti infedeli,&lt;br /&gt;coi piedi nudi ti troverò addormentata.&lt;br /&gt;Nel tuo mare di roccia e di sale&lt;br /&gt;sarai principessa svelata,&lt;br /&gt;e sulla spiaggia la notte&lt;br /&gt;canterai l'inno crudele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colorata dell'odio screpolato&lt;br /&gt;mi culli sul tuo seno divelto,&lt;br /&gt;e di nuovo ritorno&lt;br /&gt;incapace d'andare.&lt;br /&gt;Per guardarti dormire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dal tuo trono di vento,&lt;br /&gt;benedicimi.&lt;span id="sites-page-title" 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