when a poem is published more poems will be born
that is the trick of an inspiration
at first
this is the philosophy of confirmation by publicity
for a beginning
later, you will grow
and this is more beautiful
it is not anymore a published poem that inspires you to write more
but your own spontaneous reaction to
that feeling that despite everything
you are still alone
you gaze around you
you look up to the heavens asking if the gods are there
you are dying
to live
there is a star and you become alive again
now you rely upon a distant star to write another poem of your life
there is a better time
that suits us
and
that is when you write even if all the stars in the heavens are dead
when we ourselves
are darkness fused in the darkness of space and the universe
when our silence and the silence of everything dead
become inextinguishable
when a poem is published more poems will be born
that is the trick of an inspiration
at first
this is the philosophy of confirmation by publicity
for a beginning
later, you will grow
and this is more beautiful
it is not anymore a published poem that inspires you to write more
but your own spontaneous reaction to
that feeling that despite everything
you are still alone
you gaze around you
you look up to the heavens asking if the gods are there
you are dying
to live
there is a star and you become alive again
now you rely upon a distant star to write another poem of your life
there is a better time
that suits us
and
that is when you write even if all the stars in the heavens are dead
when we ourselves
are darkness fused in the darkness of space and the universe
when our silence and the silence of everything dead
become inextinguishable
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