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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Crudités The body is ephemeral doesn’t smoke out its potential yet it prevents us from dying more than once in the same cycle in the erroneous shape that ages by yawning the need for evasion castrated by permanence and the rebellious attitude to fit an incongruous manner in the jacket of bon ton kisses challenge [&#8230;]</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<pre class="wp-block-verse"><strong>Crudités  </strong>

The body is ephemeral
doesn’t smoke out its potential
yet it prevents us from dying
more than once in the same cycle
in the erroneous shape
that ages by yawning 
the need for evasion
castrated by permanence 
and the rebellious attitude
to fit an incongruous manner
in the jacket of bon ton 
kisses challenge the escapade
of this hide and seek
life and death equally 
makes us sick 
like a spurious pregnancy
every time we swell gradually
we get promised Apocalypse
it turns out it’s a Genesis 

the deep-rooted calligraphy  of love
to bolster faltering steps
is named Poetry and nothing else
so slice your anger and fear
in practical crudités  
make your life the best portion
prêt à manger
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<pre class="wp-block-verse"><strong>Fascinate
</strong>

Heart murmurs fascinate me
the sound of galopping concerns
life usurping its throne to death
eyes like modern metropolis
buzzing swarms of to-do lists 
while your soul no longer insists 
on connecting dots on starry nights 
you don’t use a thimble anymore
to sew broken days to ecstatic nights
you let it all go 
and ride the calendar as it comes
the dandruff as it plummets
your heart as it ticks

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<pre class="wp-block-verse"><strong>Ellectrocuted</strong>


When my crockery crashes 
with such irksome croaking 
my mind disperses its thoughts
running spaghettis through the colander
I think back on my timing
flailing my arms, maybe hours will stop
I was 17, reaching out to an ink donor 
couldn’t find anything different
than my  flickering shadow
plunging into the night
before the day was over

I used to chase thunderstorms
like kites breaking out their sky
always running at breakneck speed
on the slope of my anxiety 
every time falling onto a night
arriving too early, disintegrating the light
leaving me electrocuted 
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<p>Aldo Quagliotti is an Italian&nbsp;poet&nbsp;living in London, UK.&nbsp;He&#8217;s the author of&nbsp;Japanese Tosa&nbsp;(London&nbsp;Poetry&nbsp;Books), Confessions Of A Pregnant Man&nbsp;(AllienBuddha Press) and Incubi&amp;Succubi.&nbsp;</p>



<p>His&nbsp;poems&nbsp;have been rewarded in Italy, Brazil, USA, Canada, Ireland and in the United Kingdom. He has been selected for important anthologies such as&nbsp;Paper therapy,Yawp!, The Essential anthology, Murmurations, Poetical Word,&nbsp;Poetry&nbsp;in the Time of Coronavirus.&nbsp;Several webzines and magazines have published his work, such as&nbsp;INNSÆI,&nbsp;U-rights, Credo espoir,&nbsp;Parouisia&nbsp;, Poetica Review&nbsp;and many more.He has been chosen to represent the&nbsp;Poetry&nbsp;Corner at the London Chelsea&nbsp;+ Kesington Art Week. 2020,2021 and 2022 editions.&nbsp;</p><p>The post <a href="https://prachyareview.com/2022/12/28/poems-by-aldo-quagliotti/">Poems by Aldo Quagliotti</a> first appeared on <a href="https://prachyareview.com">Prachya Review</a>.</p>]]></content:encoded>
					
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