This is the title I wanted to give to my collection of poems. A year of work, between joys, pains, sacrifices and ascents. Behind every page of every poem there is a world, my world. Seen with my own eyes, this world of ours still has magic, under that hood of hypocrisy, false myths, full of legendary social superheroes, there is love, and I allowed myself to tell it, and now to read it with my voice
This poem is dedicated to the element that best represents me, the sea.
Here the sea "speaks" an ancient language, the Salento dialect, and puts all its strength into it, like when it slams against the cliffs during its storm surges
It is a poem dedicated to women who suffer violence every day in distant countries, but also to those women who suffer violence and mistreatment near us
It is poetry that opens my collection of poems, not one of the first written but certainly one of the most significant