Poem -14~
EPILOGUE
By Ivan Pozzoni
In my eyes marred by scars
you see anger, urban toxic waste, glasses of hemlock, sea urchins
with quills dipped in alkermes,
stress, cuba libres diluted in acetylsalicylic acid,
a contract, very lucrative,
as an underpaid manager.
In my scarred eyes
see sober toasts
to recurrent, scalding defeats
kebabs in French border towns,
immortal notoriety in blind magazines,
frustrated desires of cruel adolescents,
songs of love and anarchy
(almost always in life, of anarchy),
different souls cyclotimically
in divorce, or in chiaroscuro.
In my eyes marred by scars
i see bars, chains of filthy toilets,
assaults of albino rhinoceroses
against headhunters drunk on cocaine or beauty,
leprous skies of the Milanese hinterland,
blasphemies of disappointed warehouse workers
by life and distribution logistics,
harem feelings, vodka and marinated mussels.
But, in my scarred eyes
finds blood, he who dies
finds tears, he who weeps,
finds wine, he who is thirsty,
finds love, who does not flee.
Goodbye.
~ Ivan Pozzoni was born in Monza in 1976. He introduced Law and Literature in Italy and the publication of essays on Italian philosophers and on the ethics and juridical theory of the ancient world; He collaborated with several Italian and international magazines. He wrote 150 volumes, wrote 1000 essays, founded an avant-garde movement (NéoN-avant-gardisme, approved by Zygmunt Bauman), with a millier of movements, and wrote an Anti-manifesto NéoN-Avant-gardiste. In 2024, after six years of total retrait of academic studies, he return to the Italian artistic world and melts the NSEAE Kolektivne (New socio/ethno/aesthetic anthropology).
