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Italy is mine

... and it owes me a living

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Vera da Pozzo, an Italian expat in Paris.

From the Island of the Sun to the Isle of France.

My pseudonym Vera da Pozzo is a pun alluding to what I care about most : truth and loyalty, depth and insight. In my mother tongue, the syntagma "vera da pozzo" means a puteal, but it could be a female name followed by a family name. Water is indispensable for living, and we need to keep it pure and unpolluted; it is the same for truth.
I write in English because I love this language since my childhood and also because English allows me to have a more detached view on both Italy and France. The title of my personal website and blog is a paraphrasis of the verse "England is mine and it owes me a living", from Morrissey's song "Still Ill", released in The Smiths debut album "The Smiths" on 20th February 1984. As Italy had nothing to offer to young people like me, I decided to throw my arms around Paris, as Oscar Wilde did, and I am still here. Like francophone actor Lino Ventura, I am and I will always be Italian.

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Standing firm, and More messages to cheer me up

Standing firm A Hard Day's Night But it's all right Far from the Fight Mr. Shankly Standing blankly Is so frankly Unanointed Disappointed And Disjointed For I resist And rise my Fist And still persist Vera da Pozzo Paris , 23rd September 2026 Poem above and photo below by me. Beauté en banlieue. Even in the ugliest places I can find Beauty, like this shiny Moon at 8 P. M. When I was finally back to Paris, I felt I would have found more messages to cheer me up, so I had a look

I stand firm

I was walking in my Park Surrounded by the Trees When I felt your Presence Running through my Legs Up to my Arms and Shoulders As Shivers of Joy and Delight Just like the Pure Pleasure that The Fresh Breeze and the Warm Sun Give Me on a Late Summer Saturday You are Nature, my Friend; and so am I And the Brave Sequoia which stands Tall As a Link between the Earth and the Sky Reminds Me of your Precious Words Whatever the Hell happens in my Life I stand Firm, Proud and True to

Your Messenger

A Tiring and Tedious Day ends A Solitary Gull greets Me His elegant Wings shine While He dances in the Sky And I feel Your Loving Presence As a Powerful Protection Vera da Pozzo 9.9.2026 Poem above by me. [Update - 14th September 2026] Photo below taken by me in Dublin in 2025, the day before Morrissey's concert at the 3 Arena. I took this picture at Merrion Square, after having visited Oscar Wilde's house. Even if the Irish seagull is just meditating in the shade and not fly

Let the Gaslighters rot in the Darkness

Let the Gaslighters Rot in the Darkness: They belong there And nowhere else Look after your Light And always shine bright As the Sun in the Sky: You are born to fly high. Vera da Pozzo Paris, 5th September 2026 My poem tackles and kicks evil and stupid people at the workplace, but gaslighters can be found everywhere human beings are and they will never change, because the only happiness they know comes from the perverse pleasure they take in gaslighting and spreading false ru

My Choice

Who cares if They are hainous liars Whose only Happiness is to harm People who are earnest and kind? I stand firm, and I thank God For all the Good and Beauty He put in this World, And I thank You to be a Part Of this Beauty and Good And a Friend to behold Whatever the Hell Happens in my Life I stand firm I am young I am foolish I am happy I am true To myself And to You To YOU Vera da Pozzo Paris, 31st August 2026 Poem above and photos and artwork below by me. I have just dec

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