Italy is mine

My Mind knows no Distance My Heart is never far I feel all your Sadness And I gently hold You In my loving, loyal, Lambent, lulling Arms Be strong, my Friend, Because You are; and May the Night of the Dead and falling Stars Give You Consolation And make You feel my Arms To YOU Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in the North of Italy 10th August 2026 Poem above and photo below by me. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #MyMindknowsnodistance #min

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Sunday's Wisdom. Photo taken by me this morning, Somewhere in the North of Italy. Happiness is true when it is shared. Real Happiness is shared. Vera da Pozzo 9th July 2026 (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #SharedHappiness #TrueHappiness #RealHappiness #happiness #together #SundaysWisdom #Wisdom #friendship #love #photography #VeradaPozzo #ItalyisMine #italyismineanditowesmealiving

You came to Me again last night -- Birds of Paradise, vivid blue t-shirt - And here You are again, with your Smile And your wondrous, beautiful Eyes, Enlightening the Night and my Dreams With the Purest Joy that You always bring Even in the Darkest Depths of Sorrow When the Soul seemed too frail to fly high To YOU Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in the North of Italy 6th-7th July 2026 Poem above by me - as always, without Artificial Idiocy. Pictures below by me, taken yesterday in th

There was a time, long before I was born, when Italy had artists who really knew what really meant to be a protest singer and songwriter: among these people, the first and the greatest was Francesco Guccini (Modena, 14 June 1940 - Pavana, 6 August 2026). Francesco Guccini was indeed, artistically and not just physically, a giant; all his life and throughout his long career, he believed in the power of songs to make the people reflect upon social and political questions, take

May the Night be Quiet Without Fever nor Worry And the Crickets' Love Song Let Me sleep and dream along Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in the North of Italy 4th August 2026, 10:59 P. M. Poem above and photo below by me. A solitary cricket I have met in the morning. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me #MaytheNightbeQuiet #poem #poetry #night #quietness #peaceofmind #health #

Above a small "post no bill" sign, someone has left a very clear response: "Muri puliti, popolo spento" which means: "Clean walls, dull people" Small post and photo by me, as always. Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in the North of Italy 3rd August 2026 (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living. #speakup #postnobill #cleanwalls #muripuliti #dullpeople #popolospento #censorship #freedom #freedomofspeech #Italy #democracy #photography #VeradaPozzo #It

I don't know why, but I feel what You feel And I hope You will hear My soft Voice tonight Whispering from the distance: "Your Melancholy is mine " And I hope You will feel My tiny, tender Hand Gently holding Yours. To YOU Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in the North of Italy 2nd August 2026 Poem above and photo below by me. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #SharedFeelings #fromthedistance #friendship #feelings #melancholy #softvoice #gentl

The Fever still runs through my Skin But I grab the Ladder, climb and cling To the Safety Rail, looking at your Portrait, And soon a Rain of Tears speaks for Me: "Are You well where You are? How your Neighbours are? Are your Siblings with You And your Parents too?" "Do You feel happier now? Did You meet Him again? Did You realize, now, how much He loved You and cared for You?". And, about Me: "Do You know all the Evil Things they did To Me? But I stood alone and I stood firm

So far from Portugal And so stupidly ill When Summer hits And the Heat burns I cannot even rest Near the Ocean there is What I miss the most: Fresh air, Sea Breeze, Peace And a Fantastic Bird Sing and Shine tonight, my Friend! I wish I was there in blod and flesh But I'll be, somehow, beside You To YOU Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in the North of Italy 1st August 2026 Porto sicuro means "safe haven" in Italian, but Porto is also the name of the city where Morrissey will give the l

[Still ill - this awful flu is not over...] I was waiting for more pictures of the fantastic concert at BARTS Festival in Barcelona (SER took plenty of photos of Morrissey and his band) and I am glad to see that many photos have been posted today on Morrissey Central. Below: screenshot of the beginning of the post with the first photo. Link to the post above. Tonight, in Porto, the last concert of the European Summer tour will take place. How I dearly wish I was there! Vera d

Heat outside Fever inside I cannot sleep Into the deep Of the very same bed Where you laid dead Like a morgue, the train Gave me the stupid pain Of a nasty Summer Flu Which sticks me as Glue And now this makes me feel As I had a spoke on my wheel Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in the North of Italy 30th July 2026 Poem above and photo below by me. My room at night. I hope this stupid Flu will be over soon. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living

Have a great time in Madrid with all the people who have the chance to be there tonight for your concert. Whether I feel depressed or happy, you are never far from my mind. Vera da Pozzo Somewhere in the North of Italy 29th July 2026 Below, a picture I took yesterday in Genoa. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #SingandShine #Madrid #Morrissey #SilverBoy #FantasticBird #concert #gig #tour #2026SummerTour #VeradaPozzo #ItalyisMine...

How predictably, the first train was perfectly on time, whilst the second (the connecting one) had thirty minutes of delay, which, added to the scheduled waiting time of thirty-tree minutes, meant more than one hour of waiting in a gloomy and doomed station in Milano. I just want to get back home - their home, and enjoy the rest of my holidays in a quiet place. Vera da Pozzo 28th July 2026 Travelling to Somewhere in the North of Italy Article and photo by me. This morning, I

Genova / Genoa, this morning. Still waiting on the ferry's deck, and the people smoking ennoy me immensely. Now that "my" Summer tour is over (how I dearly wish to attend the last two concerts in Madrid and Porto!), I just want to get back to where I do not belong, but where most part of what is left of my family live. As I have to change my old-fashioned ID card for the electronic one, I could not travel abroad for few weeks. At least, Summer is not over. Vera da Pozzo Genov

The time was very short, but I loved you and I really enjoyed to be here, Barcelona: you remind me of my dear and beloved Palermo which I miss immensely. Attending Morrissey's concerts abroad and discovering beautiful Countries and cities: who could ask for anything more? Vera da Pozzo Sailing from Barcelona to Genoa 27th July 2026 Short article and photos below by (and of) me. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living

[I will write the whole article when I am back to Italy. What follows is just the incipit.] Like last year, after the beautiful in my beloved Sicily, I feel happy and sad at the same time: happy, because I have attended a great gig and - of course - I am always happy to see Morrissey live; sad, because it was my last concert of the tour, which is not over yet. Four months is a long time... Vera da Pozzo Barcelona, 26th July 2026 Below: screenshots from my (unfortunately incom

So many things to write, while waiting for Morrissey. I do hope we will see him this afternoon before the soundcheck: it is the fifth and last concert of the Summer tour I can attend and then I will have to wait till December. See you soon, Fantastic Bird! Can't wait to see and hear you singing and shining at the Poble Espanyol. Vera da Pozzo 25th July 2026 Post and pictures of and by me. Morning above. Evening below. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and

Waiting for Morrissey at the Poble Espanyol: the awful, monotonous noise of a techno-disco party destroys every slight hope to sleep for fifteen minutes. "Hang the DJ! Hang the DJ! Hang the DJ!" Vera da Pozzo Barcelona, 25th July 1:53 A. M. Article and photo by me. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living