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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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Dreaming of Flowers, dreaming of 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

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

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

The Boy with many Thorns in both Sides - Saint Sebastian

As I am going to work, I have just the time to post my favourite artwork inspired by Saint Sebastian: the stunningly beautiful picture by the great Renaissance painter Antonello from Messina. I was a very young and extremely curious child who found the best nourishment in books, art and music, and I have always been fascinated by the iconography of Saint Sebastian, and Antonello's masterwork is my favourite because of Sebastian's stoic expression of resignation and His inner

The Soul is an Immortal Bird

Artwork by me. Detail and the whole drawing. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living Below,...

Let your Butterflies dance!

Let your Butterflies dance Let your Soul be Free From Trivial Matters And Useless Thoughts Free your Spare Time From Worthless People Who...

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