Do You hear Me? (Poem for a Friend)

I am so Far,

Yet so Near:

Do You hear

My Soft Voice

Whispering

In your Ear?

My Dear Friend,

Please don't mind:

There's no End

And You're Fine.

To YOU

Vera da Pozzo

Paris, 7th November 2026, 1:30 A.M.

Saturday Morning.

Neighbours loudly quarrelling for no reason: as I could not sleep (I hate in general people talking loud, quarreling and screaming, and I hate it even more when it happens in the night time) I took my phone and wrote this poem for a friend...

... and when I finished it, I fell asleep and the poem (as this article) slept in the drafts until 9 A. M., i. e. 30 minutes more than me.

Seven hours of sleep are luxury, but I used to sleep 8 hours per night when I still lived in my Home, so far from Here, geographically and temporally.

I hope everything went well in El Paso.

Vera da Pozzo

Paris, 7h November 9:15 A. M.

Photo below: the Sun, gently kissing my dear Sophora Japonica and me, yesterday.

Poem, article and photo by me - who else?

(C) Vera da Pozzo

(C) Italy is Mine

(C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living

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