Absurde Tale N° 1 Poem by Conparole Cangianti

actually the way you fly is rather embarrassing to me with your heavy shoes and your extra coloured clothes and that funny thing you have on your feet when you leave the ground but it’s a miracle if it keeps there to the end; but I understand your choice of lightness, of being so agile in the air, a continuous research of perfection; I guess that there, in those fractions of seconds, things happen in your head… things can be understood which otherwise one doesn’t or only very seldom does, anyway not when one has one’s feet on the ground; but you are right now and then one must dare to detach, to leave security and go there where courage is required even for only being there…