Author
Emilia Filocamo
- 9 posts
I was born on the 13 of February 1977 in Pompei, not far from Napoli but I live in Ravello, amazing town on the Amalfi Coast, since I was a child. I graduated at University of Salerno in Lettere Classiche and I studied also violin. Writing is my first passion. In 2009 I published a fantasy novel set in Italy as an ebook in USA, but I write poems too.
Currently I am planning to do some public readings of my poems in NYC thanks to the famous poet Ron Whitehead.
Gioco (Game)
I would remain half closed in one only round bracket, a belly from a line, as if I were a small fetus obscure…
Verse of Forgiveness
I like of poetry the shout
lying between the letters without
my voice is spoiled from
the fake smile when I…
13 Febbraio
I was born in the winter's belly.Maybe it's for this reasonI have been trembling for my whole life.
More Skin to Taste
I will have more skin to taste,but under the nails remains your winter,the stale rusty flesh standingin…
Like a Dart Bound for my Belly
Like a Dart Bound for my Belly
If I had avoided you like a dart
bound for my belly and undressing me
of any…
Carne (Flesh)
Your flesh is freshened up.
I don't drink where has turned off
the thirst of hundred.The firstling flatters…
My Land
I come from billowing light of foam
which falls on the harbor as woolly waves.When the moon leans against…
In Late
I would be the laughter sitting on the bench blown at by the sea of which you will gain rest.
The staircase…