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Love Defeats Death – Poetry from Italy

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Love Defeats Death – Poetry from Italy
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It will be love

Beyond all pain

It will fill every form of absence

And eternal sentimental echo,

It will forever defeat death.

Concetta La Placa, an Italian author and poet, shares her love poems

Concetta La Placa - Italian poet- Sindh CourierConcetta La Placa, an Italian author and poet is a ministerial official and dedicated to the field of social policies. She initiated writing poetry at the age of fifteen. Today, she is present in the poetic panorama because she has already published her poems and several short stories (some of which were also dedicated to children) in various prestigious Italian and foreign poetic and literary anthologies by various authors. She has published two collections of her poems. In the poetic field Concetta La Placa has received several prizes and recognitions of merit in competitions both in Italian and foreign poetic panorama. Her poems have also been published in several E-books, and poetic magazines online from the years before to 2020.

image_processing20231218-2-58ks1fLOVE DEFEATS DEATH

The north wind will return again,

With it also the ancient memories.

It will blow hard inside my heart,

It will sweep the useless distance.

It will erase traces of loneliness,

Pushing all melancholy away.

It will be love

Beyond all pain

It will fill every form of absence

And eternal sentimental echo,

It will forever defeat death.

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italy-5-things-socialBLIZZARD OF LOVE

I think back to time gone by forever.

To the two of us and our feeling.

It attracts and repels us with magic,

Like the heat of the flame.

It whispers among the fondest memories,

Overcomes the gale of life.

We are confused by this mute passion,

Relentless, oozing from the heart.

Ancient sail unfurled in the wind,

Sails in the storm of love.

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images (2)AGEMINA IS MY LOVE FOR YOU

Agemina is our love that,

Rich in deep emotions,

Still oozes drops of ancient passion

And intertwines, with ardor of thought,

To our long silences,

Laden with chiseled desire.

It weaves between hidden furrows of feeling

And digs into the most poignant and melancholy recesses

Of that longed-for life that was not

And that forever, never will be.

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Received from Angela Kosta Academic, journalist, writer, poet, essayist, literary critic, editor, translator

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