Lupercalia short poem

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Bubblegum balloons, mechanical clocks, counting frames with beads,
letters on perfumed paper, furry toys for kittens,
chocolate, Santa Claus, giraffe stamps, thistle ponchos,
black pirate eyeglasses, stickers with phosphorescent hearts,
terracotta ocarinas, rainbow lollipops…

back then it was silence when I was laughing.

The little girl who sees the sun through a big leaf does not grow anymore
her breast is like magnolia blossoms
when the flowers fall down the clouds take their place atop the tree
and the sun is like the small red eye of a white pigeon

dolls made from rags never fall asleep
their silky hair becomes more and more dark and rough
porcelain dolls with small keyholes learn step-dancing
in their lacquered shoes

I chose a flower and I created the world in her image
now it is silence even if I cry

(Footnote: Lupercalia was a very ancient, possibly pre-Roman pastoral festival, observed on February 13 through 15 to avert evil spirits and purify the city, releasing health and fertility. – source Wikipedia)

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