I do not write more – Non scrivo più – Nu mai scriu

Trilingual post, translations by me

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Some confuse love like a virus and the falling in love… a fever
Some an electrical load, others a nuclear
The poets are throwing in the sublime, the pessimists in the drudgery
The mystics say… is a transcendence in the subject of love
Instinctively …everyone looks up to the sky
.
the word is used so much, love, that its meaning escapes us
between the letters as a honey wasted, not tasted…
the mute, the deaf, the blind …love probably more, as true priests or
like the farmers on the fields
.
sophisticated technologies and the hunt for symbols occupies us all the time
in wich …we could love
Look, I do not write more, time is becoming less and less…

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Alcuni confondono l’amore come fosse un virus, l’innamoramento una febbre
Alcuni un carico elettrico, altri uno nucleare
I poeti lo sta gettando nel sublime, i pessimisti nella sfacchinata
I mistici dicono … è una trascendenza nel soggetto del amore
…Istintivamente tutti guardano verso il cielo
.
così tanto è usata la parola ,,amore,, che il suo significato ci sfugge
tra le lettere come un miele sprecato, non assagiato…
i muti, i sordi, i ciechi … amano probabilmente più vivo, come veri sacerdoti e
i contadini sui campi
.
le tecnologie sofisticate e la caccia ai simboli ci occupa tutto il tempo
in qui… potevamo amarci
Guarda, non scrivo più, il tempo sta diventando sempre di meno…

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Unii cred iubirea un virus, îndrăgostirea o febră
Unii o sarcină electrică, alții ceva nuclear
Poeții o aruncă-n sublim, pesimiștii în corvoadă
Misticii zic… este transcendență în subiectul iubirii
…și toți privesc instinctiv către cer
.
așa de tare s-a tocit cuvântul iubire încât ni se scurg înțelesurile
printre bietele litere, ca o miere irosită, negustată
muții, surzii, orbii… probabil iubesc mai viu, precum sacerdoții veritabili și
țăranii pe câmpuri
.
tehnologiile sofisticate și goana după simboluri ne ocupă fix acel timp
în care am fi putut iubi
uite, nici nu mai scriu, vremea-i din ce în ce mai puțină…

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14 thoughts on “I do not write more – Non scrivo più – Nu mai scriu

  1. God is Love.

    ‘sophisticated technologies and the hunt for symbols occupies us all the time
    in wich …we could love
    Look, I do not write more, time is becoming less and less…’

    Look because of this sentence all of your friends decided not to comment that they don’t waste time that could otherwise be used fruitfully to Love.

    God commands us to Love our neighbour, so we comment . . . therefore we Love.

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    • really intuitive and pungent, thank you, this was then the reason for the lack of comments …!

      ,, Look Because of this sentence all of your friends Decided not to comment That they do not waste time That could otherwise be used fruitfully to Love.

      God commands us to love our neighbor, we know yet. . . Therefore we Love.,,

      I would say to leave the write and to love fully …

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  2. You’re so right…too many time love is disguise with something else. And it looses its meaning, its truth and its true meanings. Very well written…thank you for sharing with us my friend. Grazzie.

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  3. Make each second count! Thanks for this reminder!

    With love,

    Mockingbird

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  4. Love is everything and can be seen everywhere. Love is meaningless if we feel it less.🙂

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