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Italy: My Soul Home

I have lived for about thirty years in Italy.  The very first visit to that country was to Genoa in December 1963.  All I can say is that when I deplaned and my feet touched the tarmac, my soul came home.

I eventually came to live in Italy in 1969.  My first home was in a place called Santa Margherita di Pula located in the southern region of the island of Sardinia.  This island captured my heart.  The sea is turquoise, the beaches are pristine, the rocks are unbelievable, the people are delightful, and the food is incredibly good. 

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My Italian Roots

 

Since posting the poem “Island Voices” about a week ago, and “Full Moon Rise” yesterday, my Italian soul has been clamoring for attention.  So I think I’m going to have to open up a new topic under the label “Italy”.  So much of my life experience has been savored in that country, and so much of my soul resides there even when I live elsewhere, that it seems the right thing to do.

Some may wonder if I feel somewhat fragmented because of my ongoing attachment to Italy, but for me it is not so.  Italy has been a . . . → Read More: My Italian Roots

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Poetry: An Italian View

I lived for many years in Italy – almost half my life actually.  So much of my life experience is based on those years.  To say that I love Italy is putting it mildly.  Italy is my “soul home”.  It is where I feel most at home.  It is the place that when I arrive there I feel that internal soft sigh and a voice that says,  “Ah, I’m home.”

I think the creative Muse was awakened in me during all those years.  Or perhaps it would be more truthful to say she was re-awakened.  It was during those years . . . → Read More: Poetry: An Italian View