Taifas Literary Magazine no. 3, September, 2020
Taifas Literary Magazine no. 3, September, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198 Founded in Constanţa, June 2020 The magazine appears in Romania editorial office Founding President Lenuș Lungu Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru Technical Editor Ioan Muntean Covers Ioan Muntean Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç
Taifas Literary Magazine no. 3, September, 2020 - ISSN 2458-0198 ISSN-L 2458-0198
Founded in Constanţa, June 2020
The magazine appears in Romania
editorial office
Founding President Lenuș Lungu
Director: Lenuș Lungu, Ioan Muntean
Deputy Director: Paul Rotaru
Technical Editor Ioan Muntean
Covers Ioan Muntean
Editor-in-Chief: Ion Cuzuioc
Deputy Editor: Stefano Capasso
Editorial Secretary: Anna Maria Sprzęczka
Editors: Vasile Vulpaşu, Anna Maria Sprzęczka, Pietro Napoli, Myriam Ghezaïl Ben Brahim, Zoran Radosavljevic, Suzana Sojtari
Iwan Dartha, Auwal Ahmed Ibrahim, Destiny M O Chijioke, Nikola Orbach Özgenç
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Taifas Literary Magazine no. 3, 2020, September
Gianfranco Aurilio
The taste of love
Bitter
like when it slips out of one’s hand,
fades away like mist
and leaves heartaches,
incurable wounds,
an unquenchable thirst
destroys one’s heart
and never
does one's body appease.
Sweet
like when I hug you
on that bed of joys
tangled with passion
and if I had lived for this
moment,
just for this moment,
what else could I wish for
if not to relive it again
then again
and again
and again
always
if always existed?
Hot
like desire,
that burns,
like flames
the spirit lights up
and leaves in our mouth
the flames of the sun
the erupting lava
the blistering desert sand,
desert of pleasure.
Pungent
like my time without you,
knowing that
I could spend hours
maybe days
without being able to have you
back into my arms,
like the winter coldness
when I can't get myself warmed up
next to you.
Sour
like the chill that surrounds me
by the only thought of seeing you again
and that makes my body shiver
in a throb of passion.
Unique
enfolding
intoxicating
like
only the taste of love.
Ninagiò
6. Frammenti
Frammenti partorisce il mare
ognuno è onda di speranza
nel porto arcano dell’epifania.
Rade il fondale un’ancora
e ferita riflette antiche gòmene,
cicatrici ogni pietra celata
di dita diramanti di naufraghi
come anime inginocchiate al cielo.
L'isola che in lontananza
vibra in dissolvenza
appare e trasfigura
senza offesa agli umani resti.
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ISSN 2458-0198 – ISSN-L 2458-0198
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