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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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May the Breeze send my Gentle Thoughts to You

Lady Breeze, don't You know? My Friend is waiting for My Gentle Thoughts to fly From Me to his Mind Go to Him, Gentle Breeze: I can't go by myself And my Thoughts need your Wings For my Message to Him To YOU Vera da Pozzo 13th-14th September 2026 Poem by me, of course, and obviously without Artificial Idiocy Picture by me coming soon, when I am back to Paris from my very far-away workplace. Update - photo below taken by me: detail of my dearly beloved Sophora Japonica in my f

Dreaming about Flowers, dreaming about You

You came to Me again last night -- Birds of Paradise, vivid blue t-shirt - And here You are again, with your Smile And your wondrous, beautiful Eyes, Enlightening the Night and my Dreams With the Purest Joy that You always bring Even in the Darkest Depths of Sorrow When the Soul seemed too frail to fly high To YOU Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in the North of Italy 6th-7th July 2026 Poem above by me - as always, without Artificial Idiocy. Pictures below by me, taken yesterday in th

May the Night be Quiet

May the Night be Quiet Without Fever nor Worry And the Crickets' Love Song Let Me sleep and dream along Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in the North of Italy 4th August 2026, 10:59 P. M. Poem above and photo below by me. A solitary cricket I have met in the morning. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me #MaytheNightbeQuiet #poem #poetry #night #quietness #peaceofmind #health #

Nocturnal Fever

Heat outside Fever inside I cannot sleep Into the deep Of the very same bed Where you laid dead Like a morgue, the train Gave me the stupid pain Of a nasty Summer Flu Which sticks me as Glue And now this makes me feel As I had a spoke on my wheel Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in the North of Italy 30th July 2026 Poem above and photo below by me. My room at night. I hope this stupid Flu will be over soon. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living

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