In one go… #11

– In the style of The Microscope & The Roller Coaster – Shining in the middle of an abandoned field red poppies relight the sun, for a few instants, in the wind a song of joy. A faraway summer. April 24, 2021 Original photo by: Corina Ardeleanu on Unsplash In the style of #TheMicroscope & #TheRollerCoaster (Some Call … More In one go… #11

In one go… #10

In the style of The Microscope… waiting for TRC! Stay Tuned! A year in a bubble. Immobile. And yet, all of a sudden, it seemed to us possible to see the sun, even a rainbow, in that bubble. All illuminated, shining, full. It seemed really really beautiful. It seemed. For a bit. And then… back … More In one go… #10

In one go… #9

In the style of The Microscope… waiting for TRC! Stay Tuned! Mud drips slowly, it insinuates itself, covers, wraps. It dirties the water as it goes through even the most limpid, the most crystalline. Without pity drowns in this way even that being now destined to disappear. Someone is talking about a summer rain. It … More In one go… #9

The Microscope & Anna “Annina” Lorenzi – First Author Interview

About a month after the publication of this collection of poems, here is the complete version of the first interview done by the author and conducted by Marika Mendolia, blogger and book influencer. “…Who is Anna?,” “The title of your work, The Microscope, where does it come from?,” “Why do you call your verses ‘snapshots’?,” “How much of you … More The Microscope & Anna “Annina” Lorenzi – First Author Interview

In one go… #8

In the style of The Microscope… Rewind. Shhh, don’t say anything, don’t express anything, you can’t. Disappear. And yet, I seem to still hear the sound of your voice, the sound of those words, your words still echoing in my mind. They echo, they worm their way in, they insist. A sweet melody or a … More In one go… #8

In one go… #7

Waiting for The Microscope… And just like that, now annulled. Oh that your heart become stone and your glance ice. Oh that your soul shut up and your Id disappear. Forever. Like water that flows, let everything simply go. Like an autumn leaf, resign yourself to the wind, alone. Resign yourself to death. Inevitable. And … More In one go… #7

In one go… #6

Waiting for The Microscope… It will be, maybe, one day a breath of wind. It will be, maybe, that red leaf of a maple tree already bare that falls slowly to the ground. It will be, maybe, the first fog of an autumn morning that wraps around the nearby horizon. It will be, maybe, the … More In one go… #6

In one go… #5

Waiting for The Microscope… You are… A sudden light that fascinates and muddles, that reawakens spirit and common sense, that disturbs them and amazes them. A cloud on the horizon before the storm, a bolt of lightning that blinds, that disappears, and doesn’t stay. Violent thunder before the storm, a strong storm that whistles, freezes, … More In one go… #5

In one go… #4

Waiting for The Microscope… Today slip slowly, slip again. On streets, cars, alleys and mansions; on open umbrellas, dripping street lamps, on people’s heads, and on me. Today fall slowly, fall constantly. Wash away the bad, the emptiness, the freeze, the pain; then clear the head, soul and heart, cancel doubt, incomprehension, error. Today steal … More In one go… #4