London smoke
carolina lio
I’m trying to understand the ethics. The sense of justice
and the duty of one who does what cannot be avoided.
I’m trying to understand the thought of the doctor who said:
-- A normal person would not behave like this.
While my mother waited behind the door,
ready to pay him like a cashier at the market of blood.
Who knows what he meant when half-way through he asked:
-- Do you know you’ve had a nervous breakdown?
Was he asking if I’d been ill or only if I knew?
I want to see behind the flat tone of one who says
what he says as if he were saying something else.
This unconscious means of transport
on which life seems to float in a smoke of fiction.
translated by Brenda Porster
Carolina Lia
, born in 1984 in Cosenza.She lives in Treviso and Bologna. She studies Communication Sciences and has worked as a freelance art critic and curator for four years, collaborating with various periodicals, among which "Exibart" and "New York Art Magazine", and organizing exhibitions for art galleries all over Italy. Her poems have been published in the magazines "Prospektiva", "Rottanordovest", "Segreti di Pulcinella" among "Fara Poesia", among others. She has won several literary prizes and works in theatre, radio and television. Her privileged means of expression is poetry. Her writings are published mainly online, using the form of copyleft and supporting the free circulation of cultural material in her collaboration with projects like Wikipedia. Her blogs are: - www.bloggers.it/carolinalio, where it is possible to find her writings brought up-to-date on a daily basis - and www.bloggers.it/poesiacontemporanea, where she publishes external poetic contributions by more-or-less well-known authors.