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Have a good Saturday and weekend with a poem

I need feelings by Alda Merini<div>
</div><div>I do not need money.</div><div>I need feelings,</div><div>Of words, of words wisely chosen,</div><div>Of flowers called thoughts,</div><div>Of roses called presences,</div><div>Of dreams that inhabit the trees,</div><div>Of songs that make statues dance,</div><div>Of stars that murmur in lovers' ears.</div><div>
</div><div>I need poetry,</div><div>this magic that burns away the heaviness of words,</div><div>that awakens emotions and gives new colors.</div><div>My poetry is brisk as fire</div><div>It passes through my fingers like a rosary.</div><div>
</div><div>I do not pray because I am a poet of misfortune</div><div>Who hushes, at times, the pangs of c***dbirth within the hours,</div><div>I am the poet who cries and plays with his cries,</div><div>I am the poet who sings and finds no words,</div><div>I am the barren straw over which the sound beats,</div><div>I am the lullaby that makes c***dren cry,</div><div>I am the vainglory that drops,</div><div>the metal mantle of a long prayer</div><div>Of past mourning that sees no light.</div>