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... 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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Happiness to share

Sunday's Wisdom. Photo taken by me this morning, Somewhere in the North of Italy. Happiness is true when it is shared. Real Happiness is shared. Vera da Pozzo 9th July 2026 (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #SharedHappiness #TrueHappiness #RealHappiness #happiness #together #SundaysWisdom #Wisdom #friendship #love #photography #VeradaPozzo #ItalyisMine #italyismineanditowesmealiving

Speak up!

Above a small "post no bill" sign, someone has left a very clear response: "Muri puliti, popolo spento" which means: "Clean walls, dull people" Small post and photo by me, as always. Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in the North of Italy 3rd August 2026 (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living. #speakup #postnobill #cleanwalls #muripuliti #dullpeople #popolospento #censorship #freedom #freedomofspeech #Italy #democracy #photography #VeradaPozzo #It

Beautiful Memories from Barcelona

[Still ill - this awful flu is not over...] I was waiting for more pictures of the fantastic concert at BARTS Festival in Barcelona (SER took plenty of photos of Morrissey and his band) and I am glad to see that many photos have been posted today on Morrissey Central. Below: screenshot of the beginning of the post with the first photo. Link to the post above. Tonight, in Porto, the last concert of the European Summer tour will take place. How I dearly wish I was there! Vera d

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

Back in Italy

Photos taken by me: the first one during my travel by train in the North of Italy and the second one at my arrival in my Country, when I found a quiet and fresh place away from the crowd, the noise and the heatn where I spent some time in meditation and prayer, while waiting for my InterCity. Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in the North of Italy 11th July 2026 (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #BackinItaly #Italy #holidays #photography #San

Sparrows, not Arrows

Last weekend, I saw and heard plenty of sparrows in Lillestrøm and Oslo: a joy for the eyes, the ears, the heart and the soul. I remembered the old and happy times, when sparrows were numerous in our street and their joyous chirping filled our tiny garden and echoed into our modest home. Back to Paris, where, as in Palermo, the sparrows' population have dramatically decreased since 2005, I have had the joy to see them in various places where their survival is made possible by

Another Country, another Start

From Norway to Sweden, the tour goes on... Sing and shine, Fantastic Bird: Be happy and proud And enjoy the crowd To YOU Vera da Pozzo Paris, 1st July 2026 Article, tiny poem and photo below by me. This purple Wisteria (glicine viola in Italian) is ready for a new start. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and it owes me a Living #anotherCountryanotherStart #fromNorwaytoSweden #Morrissey #2026Tour #SummerTour2026 #Europe #NewEuropeanTour #Rättvik #Sweden #D

A Pure Soul needs to rest

A Pure Soul can be hurt, But never soiled: Her Wings stay strong Among Turmoil - Nevertheless, They need to rest In a Safe Place For a little while Vera da Pozzo Paris, 19th June 2026 Poem above, whole article and photo below by me, of course. Lavender is, indeed, a quiet and safe place for this Cabbage White (Pieris brassicæ) to rest and have some good nectar: to fly with an injured wing must be terribly exhausting - and I need to rest myself too, if I want to fly again, as

More and more Good Things to come

A quiet early morning In my dearest Park Before the heat Starts to hit Through the drops Kissing the leaves A little Rainbow Quickly appears On the fresh wet grass The Blackbird looks at Me And his gentle, soulful gaze Says : "Hello, my Saviour! I'm always glad to see You And I'll remember forever You were my Lucky Escape From the Ravens' Attack. I know Evil People harm You But They will never soil You Because You are Brave and Stronger than the Vile Mob. Enjoy the Good You

Blue Hour, White Flower

You are always by my side In spite of the Blue Hour Of many New Moons ago A White Flower to the most Beloved and the most Regretted Vera da Pozzo Paris, 14th June 2026 Short poem and photos below by me. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #BlueHourWhiteFlower #BlueHour #WhiteFlower #ManyNewMoonsAgo #NewMoon #memory #love #eternity #poetry #photography #flowers #nature #VeradaPozzo #ItalyisMine #italyismineanditowesmealiving

Stronger Alone

Most people crave for company Because they cannot stand alone But when they are in trouble There will be nobody around The flock surrenders to fear And starts to follow the herd Only the Brave stands alone Heart and Brain bold and strong Vera da Pozzo Paris, 8th June 2026 Poem above and photos below by me. A brave and proud tiny flower of geranium sylvaticum in my beloved Parisian park. A solitary Magpie, alone, but not lonely. Somewhere in Paris, Eve is perfectly happy with

An Innocent Scent

The Wind can make You shake, but The Rain cannot steal your Scent God bless You, my Innocent Rose, For Beauty and Love and all those Invisible, yet so Valuable Things For which my Soul smiles and sings Vera da Pozzo, Paris, 3rd June 2026 Poem above and picture below by me. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #AnInnoventScent #rose #flowers #soul #joy #beauty #love #poetry #photography #VeradaPozzo #ItalyisMine #italyismineanditowesmea

A Fresh and Sunny Morning in my Park

The immense joy to be where I belong: strolling for almost two hours in my beloved Parisian park, enjoying the good company of my Friends, taking some pictures and then sitting in a quiet place, taking a coffee, writing a bit on my diary and also on my blog before starting to work (correction de copies) with plenty of good vibes. Fresh Air, Sun, Trees, Flowers, Birds and Bees are a blessing. A lovely Bee landed on my right arm and stayed there for a while. I did not move and

I shall overcome

A very rainy day, especially in the afternoon, but this morning I had the chance to enjoy a one-hour promenade in my beloved and deserted Parisian park. How I was glad to enjoy to be there in complete solitude - but not alone, because there are hundreds and hundreds of friends in leaves, petals or feathers who are happy to meet me again. While I was peacefully walking, suddenly a verse, then another, came to my mind and I wrote a short poem on a tissue, with the help of my de

Life blooms in front of cemetery gates

I can't help noticing Beauty everywhere, wherever I am, even in front of cemetery gates - i. e., school gates. Photos below taken by me somewhere far from Paris. Vera da Pozzo Paris, 13th May 2026 (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #Lifebloomsinfrontofcemeterygates #life #flowers #nature #beauty #photography #whatreallymattersinlife #wisdom #peace #VeradaPozzo #ItalyisMine #italyismineanditowesmealiving

In your Arms (Festa della Mamma / Mother's Day)

Tree of Life I am Safe In your Arms To the Unique and Irreplaceable One Vera da Pozzo Paris, 10th May 2026 Short poem above and photos below by me. My beloved tree and many beautiful flowers from my favourite Parisian park. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #inyourarms #FestadellaMamma #MothersDay #poetry #photography #mamma #mother #love #nature #TreeofLife #VeradaPozzo #ItalyisMine #italyismineanditowesmealiving

May is on its Way

Photographs taken by me in my favourite Parisian park yesterday. Vera da Pozzo Paris, 29th April 2026 (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #MayisonitsWay #May #flowers #nature #beauty #photography #VeradaPozzo #ItalyisMine #italyismineanditowesmealiving

More and more Good Things to come

This morning I have met this lovely robin in the quiet "secret garden" inside my favourite Parisian park. I zoomed a lot because I would not disturb him by coming closer, so this is not an extraordinary picture and I surely would not win a photography prize, but it is a nice souvenir of this unexpected meeting. More and more Good Things to come, indeed. Vera da Pozzo Paris, 27th April 2026 (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living...

Your Presence is a Present

How do You come to Me Through the Night's Heart Into the Day's Start? What or Who is the Force That silently guides You In my Bed and my Dreams? Your Presence is a Present Your Tenderness is Strong Just like a Silver Shield That protects Me from Evil And keeps Me Safe and Well In the Embrace of your Love To YOU Vera da Pozzo Paris, 18th April 2026 Poem above and photos below by me, of course. The beautiful flowers (Myosotis and Iris) in my favourite Parisian park. (C) Vera da

Home

When I hear You I'm never Lost I feel at Home When You're here Because it's You And every Fear Will disappear When You come And watch Me With your bright And gentle Smile To YOU Vera da Pozzo Paris, 10th April A. D. MMXXVI Poem above and photo below by me. My favourite Tree (and God knows how I love every tree, plant, leaf, flower and blade of grass) in my favourite Parisian park. Illustrated quote from the Talmud found somewhere on the Web. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Min

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