Submissions by Luca (Luca Della Casa)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
For an Italian it is difficult (or impossible) to make poetry in English, I can only try to translate my stuff from my original language, hoping and wishing to improve. I will be above all an enthusiastic reader.
ANGER POEM
Published
26th Jan 2012 12:20pm
26th Jan 2012 12:20pm
Hideous insects
...Urban civilization
which defies everything
time, nature and life
here they are, on the bottom,
incrusted on concrete and steel
intelligent species
of mutant strategies
metamorphosis unexplained...]
In one breath we were at 10000 feet
galloping between the air voids
stomach in turmoil
gazed through the window
the bloodied landscape at dusk
The huge expanse of lights
nearly ten million inhabitants
insectoid humanity
honeycomb, deep nest of termite
the complex techniques of...
which defies everything
time, nature and life
here they are, on the bottom,
incrusted on concrete and steel
intelligent species
of mutant strategies
metamorphosis unexplained...]
In one breath we were at 10000 feet
galloping between the air voids
stomach in turmoil
gazed through the window
the bloodied landscape at dusk
The huge expanse of lights
nearly ten million inhabitants
insectoid humanity
honeycomb, deep nest of termite
the complex techniques of...
1215 reads
4 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
18th Jan 2012 8:08pm
18th Jan 2012 8:08pm
Empty words in a universe filled by emptiness
Satan does not exist until you believe it,
but when you start to believe it...
(Papus)
The same goes for God?
And what about hate?
love, life?
or death?
(I wonder)
In which of these things
you do not believe?
1) Satan
2) God
3) Hate
4) Love
5) Life
6) Death
Please specify the numbers
and fell free
to play to the lottery
If the universe is a gamble
reality is surely an invention
Someone believe in all
If one does not believe
still effected...
but when you start to believe it...
(Papus)
The same goes for God?
And what about hate?
love, life?
or death?
(I wonder)
In which of these things
you do not believe?
1) Satan
2) God
3) Hate
4) Love
5) Life
6) Death
Please specify the numbers
and fell free
to play to the lottery
If the universe is a gamble
reality is surely an invention
Someone believe in all
If one does not believe
still effected...
1038 reads
12 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
16th Jan 2012 6:02pm
16th Jan 2012 6:02pm
Bukowsky, my father-substitute
While I was a fatherless boy, I did not know who to adress questions so typical in a teenager, about girls, the meaning of life, death, or loneliness...
With colleagues I used to have speeches not dwelling any important issue that was not music, to rool a joint, or jerk-off. But, for some reason, I sought a wisdom figure who could serve as an oracle.
At that time I liked Edgar Allan Poe, Boudelaire, Hesse, Kerouack, and other "beatnik" of the same style. I could not draw many responses from these people, though, too abstract to solve my day by day.
Until finally, at the...
With colleagues I used to have speeches not dwelling any important issue that was not music, to rool a joint, or jerk-off. But, for some reason, I sought a wisdom figure who could serve as an oracle.
At that time I liked Edgar Allan Poe, Boudelaire, Hesse, Kerouack, and other "beatnik" of the same style. I could not draw many responses from these people, though, too abstract to solve my day by day.
Until finally, at the...
1157 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Jan 2012 1:05pm
12th Jan 2012 1:05pm
Just a journey?
... Exciting things
and interesting fellows
could help me to overcome
the pain of this journey
into the unknown
that will swallow everything ...]
Someone asks me who I am,
others say they do not know me
then shut off the door
Just as everyone
I can only claim
that I am waiting...
Exciting things
and interesting fellows
could help me to overcome
the pain of this journey
into the unknown
that will swallow everything
So Welcome to this travel
that...
and interesting fellows
could help me to overcome
the pain of this journey
into the unknown
that will swallow everything ...]
Someone asks me who I am,
others say they do not know me
then shut off the door
Just as everyone
I can only claim
that I am waiting...
Exciting things
and interesting fellows
could help me to overcome
the pain of this journey
into the unknown
that will swallow everything
So Welcome to this travel
that...
865 reads
8 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
11th Jan 2012 4:32pm
11th Jan 2012 4:32pm
Hold on...
...everyone avoid you
but cordially of course
whispering about a patient
affected by a strange disease
something venereum
or whatever annoying
like a cancer in the ass
too embarrassing to talk about...]
1)
You will not find job
at the employment office
Only long queues slow
frowning faces
unshaven jaws
and glances lost
An empty eyes employee
will certified your card
Then you go to the bar
the nearest one ...
but cordially of course
whispering about a patient
affected by a strange disease
something venereum
or whatever annoying
like a cancer in the ass
too embarrassing to talk about...]
1)
You will not find job
at the employment office
Only long queues slow
frowning faces
unshaven jaws
and glances lost
An empty eyes employee
will certified your card
Then you go to the bar
the nearest one ...
1049 reads
6 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
7th Jan 2012 10:09pm
7th Jan 2012 10:09pm
A rest with no nightmares
..I was dying, but not dead yet
how could I blame them
of my early burial
War is an ugly fuck
where you are done quickly...
In the embrace of the dark
I thought that the death
had to be done that way
the void, oblivion and silence
The remote sound of a shovel
the clods falling on my face
through my eyes, nose and mouth
the psalms of a priest
in the distance, above
I was dying, not dead yet...
but how could I blame them
of my early burial ...
how could I blame them
of my early burial
War is an ugly fuck
where you are done quickly...
In the embrace of the dark
I thought that the death
had to be done that way
the void, oblivion and silence
The remote sound of a shovel
the clods falling on my face
through my eyes, nose and mouth
the psalms of a priest
in the distance, above
I was dying, not dead yet...
but how could I blame them
of my early burial ...
1337 reads
13 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
30th Dec 2011 5:21pm
30th Dec 2011 5:21pm
The anguish in the cloudburst (fixed)
..It rained even on Judas
and murderers of the planet
drunk with power and lies
those who really know
What evil means...
The time to open the bottle
and I've already drained all
in a shot, without breathing
to lose myself in nothingness
I burst into rapture
I felt the soul forsake
slip out and fall
on the frozen ground
I watched him squirm
a white fish, slick and sick
crouched in a corner
watching my life go to whores
trying to...
and murderers of the planet
drunk with power and lies
those who really know
What evil means...
The time to open the bottle
and I've already drained all
in a shot, without breathing
to lose myself in nothingness
I burst into rapture
I felt the soul forsake
slip out and fall
on the frozen ground
I watched him squirm
a white fish, slick and sick
crouched in a corner
watching my life go to whores
trying to...
893 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Dec 2011 8:09pm
25th Dec 2011 8:09pm
Castaways of the eternity
...about death
what most dismays
is the sorrow
of a loss eternal
and not be able
to embrace you anymore...]
Our names
I wrote in the sand
then I got lost in the sea
a look towards the ocean
which well represents
the lapse of our existence
Dawn found us, one day,
embraced and sinking
after a stormy night
as an unexpected melody
announced the soft glow
on the night of our souls
Since then the love
has grown strong,
overcoming the fears
and distrust, ...
what most dismays
is the sorrow
of a loss eternal
and not be able
to embrace you anymore...]
Our names
I wrote in the sand
then I got lost in the sea
a look towards the ocean
which well represents
the lapse of our existence
Dawn found us, one day,
embraced and sinking
after a stormy night
as an unexpected melody
announced the soft glow
on the night of our souls
Since then the love
has grown strong,
overcoming the fears
and distrust, ...
999 reads
11 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2011 3:48pm
22nd Dec 2011 3:48pm
What remains of us
As if it were infinite
the extending landfill
the survival for peoples
rummaging in the waste
feeding by waste
in waste made houses
lives crawling
in a garbage world
post-modern nightmare
obscene fruit consumption
everywhere and always
anywhere and unstoppable
with its infected hordes
of rats and roaches
which will wipe us all
one day soon
Vast expanse of debris
so far as the eye can see
in white acetylene lights
over the distant horizon
the red shadows of infection
metropolitan...
the extending landfill
the survival for peoples
rummaging in the waste
feeding by waste
in waste made houses
lives crawling
in a garbage world
post-modern nightmare
obscene fruit consumption
everywhere and always
anywhere and unstoppable
with its infected hordes
of rats and roaches
which will wipe us all
one day soon
Vast expanse of debris
so far as the eye can see
in white acetylene lights
over the distant horizon
the red shadows of infection
metropolitan...
991 reads
8 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
15th Dec 2011 12:23pm
15th Dec 2011 12:23pm
Rigorously against nature
Watch the landscape
over the barbed wire
large agro-food factory
and candid greenhouses
The infinite fields
covered by hybrid plants
genetic manipulation
herbicide-resistant
anti-scarcity, anti-borer
anti-human
Half-blind animals clones
fattened with hormones
synthetic proteins and hydrocarbons
everything under control
by advanced computer systems
and guarded with weapons
Of all this we are nourished
Violence, Technology
pesticides and hate
rigorously...
over the barbed wire
large agro-food factory
and candid greenhouses
The infinite fields
covered by hybrid plants
genetic manipulation
herbicide-resistant
anti-scarcity, anti-borer
anti-human
Half-blind animals clones
fattened with hormones
synthetic proteins and hydrocarbons
everything under control
by advanced computer systems
and guarded with weapons
Of all this we are nourished
Violence, Technology
pesticides and hate
rigorously...
1015 reads
12 Comments
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