E di questa poesia, cosa vogliamo dire? Solo grazie a Giulio bajada, che me l'ha fatta scoprire (che mai e poi mai io, non capendo niente di poesia e non amando Mark Haddon).
The day we met.
This unexpected envelope.
My San Francisco Mime Troupe T-shirt which you wore to potter in the flat, whose sleeve-trim matched
Your eyes.
That sleepless night.
This sleepless night.
The face I'll wear to shake your hand and wish you well.
The way I'll feel when I do.
"Paper Moon." Our song.
"Jesu, Joy of Man's Desiring."
My Ella Live at Montreux which I hope he plays one night by accident and makes you cry.
This honky-tonk parade.
Haddon, Mark. The Talking Horse and the Sad Girl and the Village Under the Sea.
New York: Vintage Books, 2006.
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