by: Aldo Quagliotti
I appreciate days among dandelions
breathing in the briny hue
whilst the cliff stands in the way
certainties flake off, goals even worse
everything is lively, once more
tasting like lavender
the same sauffron I battled with
colours my hands, I’m gently stroking
the rose-tinted flower’s uterus
all I can recall is
the clanking noise of the washing machine
where my parents conceived me
in having an extra rinse
Love must be the Great Flood
a tender eel, a rolling wave
swimming through our blood
until you are not the same
About the author
Aldo Quagliotti is an italian poet living in London, UK.
He's the author of Japanese Tosa (London Poetry Books) and Confessions Of A Pregnant Man (AllienBuddha Press).
His poems have been rewarded in Italy, Brazil, USA, Canada, Ireland and in the United Kingdom. He has been selected for important anthologies such as Paper therapy,Yawp!, The Essential anthology, Murmurations, Poetical Word, Poetry in the Time of Coronavirus. Several webzines and magazines have published his work, such as INNSÆI, U-rights, Credo espoir, Parouisia , Poetica Review and many more. In October 2020 He Has been chosen to represent the Poetry Corner at the London Chelsea + Kesington Art Week.
With a diploma at London College of Media and Publishing in music criticism, He also collaborates with music webzines like Peek-a-boo and Gigsoup, and offers genuine feedback to emerging authors/ musicians on his personal blog Quaquaversal. ( https://quaquaversalweb.wordpress.com/)