Zachwyty: no. 16 – Olio

Gdy mieszają się w Tobie wątpliwości, ciekawość i ekscytacja, Olio jest o spotkaniu, które mogło się nie wydarzyć.

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It’s funny, I cleaned my pantry yesterday
took note of how much olive oil I have assembled in the last four months
liters, bottles
cooking
drizzling
olive oil soap
cans I bought,
last year’s harvest from Puglia
a gift in an empty wine bottle
traveling on the train
back home, with me

olive branches I’ve been picking up
arranging
weaving dreams when looking at them

finally,
olio steering my wheel
olio music
olio hours of conversation
olio keeping me awake at night
olio, l’essenza senza l’assenza di me in questo momento qui
olio, l’essenza di se per se
di essere in capienza di capire l’essenza
di me
olio puro
vergine puro
chiaroscuro
ardente in me
in valleys and terraces
dry sun
red spots on my canvases
pouring oil
to feed yourself
never forget

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