{"id":101,"date":"2010-09-23T00:34:26","date_gmt":"2010-09-22T22:34:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poetapazzo.wordpress.com\/?p=101"},"modified":"2024-04-27T15:44:56","modified_gmt":"2024-04-27T13:44:56","slug":"primavera-a-fagare","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/?p=101","title":{"rendered":"PRIMAVERA A FAGAR\u00c8 DELLA BATTAGLIA"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<table width=\"999\" border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"2\" cellspacing=\"0\">\n<tbody>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/12\/piave-che-esonda.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-841\" title=\"Piave che esonda - Foto Guido Comin\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/12\/piave-che-esonda.jpg?w=300\" alt=\"\" width=\"500\" height=\"431\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"999\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p style=\"padding-left:100px;\"><span style=\"font-family:'Arial Narrow Special G1';font-size:medium;\"><em>A Silva<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">Ho sentito gi\u00e0 un grillo,<br \/>\nil primo, e visto i rondoni<br \/>\nsfrecciare \u2013 ghirigori veloci \u2013<br \/>\ndalla vecchia topaia del pazzo,<br \/>\nverso il tiepido azzurro del cielo. <\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">E passo sul Piave che esonda<br \/>\n&#8211; <em>&#8220;Fiume sacro alla Patria&#8221;<\/em> &#8211;<br \/>\nma <em>sacro<\/em> che cosa vuol dire? &#8230;<br \/>\nDa tempo assai lungo scordati<br \/>\ni mille pi\u00f9 mille soldati marciti<br \/>\nin quelle lontane battaglie,<br \/>\ndi luoghi ora noti e vicini. <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<table width=\"999\" border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"2\" cellspacing=\"0\">\n<tbody>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-842\" title=\"Bersagliere a S. Don\u00e0 - Foto Guido Comin\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/12\/bersagliere.jpg?w=300\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"276\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/12\/bersagliere.jpg 2431w, https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/12\/bersagliere-300x276.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/12\/bersagliere-768x708.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/12\/bersagliere-1024x944.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"999\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">Pescatori stamani non osano<br \/>\nsfidare la furia del fiume<br \/>\nper qualche sporadica trota,<br \/>\nbella e&#8230; di fresco inquinata<br \/>\nda cento veleni proibiti! <\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">I pioppi regalano fiocchi<br \/>\ndi cotone, che toglie il respiro<br \/>\ne pizzica gli occhi e fa stare,<br \/>\nscomodi, in fasi di apnea. <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<table width=\"999\" border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"2\" cellspacing=\"0\">\n<tbody>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/fiori-di-pesco-1.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/05\/fiori-di-pesco-1.jpg?w=300\" alt=\"Fiori di pesco\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-3667\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"999\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">E i peschi tramutano il rosa<br \/>\nin giovane verde promessa<br \/>\ne i merli pregustano ormai<br \/>\ni frutti che poi ruberanno,<br \/>\ndecorandoli a colpi di becco. <\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">La casa &#8211; ricordi? &#8211; la nostra,<br \/>\nquella rosa, \u00e8 ormai diroccata,<br \/>\nma ancora trapuntano il prato<br \/>\ni papaveri, i nostri papaveri,<br \/>\nche un tempo tingevano i fossi. <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<table width=\"999\" border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"2\" cellspacing=\"0\">\n<tbody>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/casa-rosa.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-1049\" title=\"Casa rosa sul Piave - Foto Guido Comin\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/casa-rosa.jpg?w=300\" alt=\"\" width=\"330\" height=\"255\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"999\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">E poi ci sei tu, <em>Prima<\/em> e <em>Vera<\/em>,<br \/>\nquel sorriso e quei riccioli biondi;<br \/>\ntu, che a volte sei mera zavorra,<br \/>\na impedire impennate e derive;<br \/>\ne invece altre volte sei mitiche ali,<br \/>\nsui cui posso ancora librarmi<br \/>\nper lunghi, pindarici voli,<br \/>\no in cerca di icarei, splendidi soli! <\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">E quando&#8230; riatterro, ogni volta, ci sei! <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<table width=\"999\" border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"2\" cellspacing=\"0\">\n<tbody>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/silva011.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/02\/silva011.jpg?w=198\" alt=\"Silva al Carnevale di Venezia - Foto Guido Comin\" width=\"298\" height=\"430\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-2123\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"999\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h3 style=\"text-align:left;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/icon-for-audio-files.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/10\/icon-for-audio-files.jpg\" alt=\"AUDIO * FILE * AUDIO\" width=\"35\" height=\"35\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-2897\" \/><\/a><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/poetapazzo.files.wordpress.com\/2010\/09\/poetapazzo_legge_a_nettuno.mp3\"><strong>PoetaMatus\u00e8l legge<br \/>\nPRIMAVERA A FAGAR\u00c8 DELLA BATTAGLIA<\/strong><\/a><\/h3>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:0pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;padding-left:0px;text-align:left;\"><b>alla 1.a Fiera dell&#8217;Editoria di Poesia<br \/>\n<em>(per piccina che tu sia&#8230;)<\/em><\/b><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" style=\"line-height:100%;word-spacing:0;vertical-align:baseline;margin-left:0pt;margin-top:1px;margin-bottom:1px;padding-left:0px;text-align:left;\"><b>al Forte Sangallo, Nettuno (RM)<br \/>\nOttobre 2010<\/b><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<table width=\"999\" border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"2\" cellspacing=\"0\">\n<tbody>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/primavera-letta-a-nettuno.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" wp-image-1040 alignleft\" title=\"PoetaMatus\u00e8l legge PRIMAVERA a Nettuno\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2011\/01\/primavera-letta-a-nettuno.jpg?w=300\" alt=\"\" width=\"400\" height=\"299\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"999\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p><span style=\"font-family:'Arial Narrow Special G1';font-size:x-small;\">Copyright \u00a9 2010-2013 Guido Comin &#8211; 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