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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Oct 262 min read

Here comes the Sun

Please, don't worry about me Don't ask me about Paris: I'm doing fine, taking time, And - for just a little while - I want to forget Paris And enjoy just being alive. Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in the North of Italy 26.10.26 To an Italian guy who worries about me because of the Puppets' Riot and has sent me three e-mails in two weeks. He certainly will not read this poem, as I jealously keep my blog behind a curtain of mystery: I do not talk about it and the decision to express

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Oct 231 min read

Sancta Sanctorum / Holy of Holies / קֹדֶשׁ הַקֳּדָשִׁים

A beautiful modern Tabernacle with Doves and Deers drinking at the Fountain of Life. Photo by me, taken today, after praying. As I could not come closer, out of respect, even if I was completely alone in the church and God would not have denounced me to the parish priest, I zoomed and struggled to take a quite good picture. A Ray of Light Straight to my Heart... Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in the North of Italy 23rd October A. D. MMXXVI (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Ita

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Aug 51 min read

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 #

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Italy is mine

Vera da Pozzo, an Italian expat in Paris.

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Here comes the Sun

Sancta Sanctorum / Holy of Holies / קֹדֶשׁ הַקֳּדָשִׁים

May the Night be Quiet

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