Italy is mine

Last night I wrote a letter to a Good Friend. It has been seven weeks since I have started writing my letter: many pages and lots of fragments written on the paper in Italy, while recovering from that horrible flu, and other bits written on my smartphone's notes, during my daily journeys from Paris to Alcatraz and back (I cannot handwrite properly on the train) and I had to interrupt it so many times that I feared I would have never been able to finish and to send my letter

Whatever happens, my Friend, I'll always think of you kindly. To YOU Vera da Pozzo So far, yet so near 18th September 2026, 22:22 Micro-poem above, added article [update] and photos are all by me, as usual. Below, picture taken this afternoon: one of my favourite spots in my dear Parisian park. [Update on the same day - evening in Paris, France - afternoon in Chicago, Illinois] So, just after posting my message, I took a look at Morrissey Central and I found this post. I do l

Jewish German-American psychedelic pop artist and animal rights activist Peter Max Finkelstein (Berlin, 19 October 1937 - New York City, 14 September 2026) in 2002 helped Cincinnati Freedom, the brave cow escaping from slaughterhouse, to be rescued and homed in a safe place, the Farm Sanctuary in Watkins Glen, NY. Sadly, Peter Max spent his final years in the haze of Alzheimer's disease. May he rest in peace, as his wife Mary Balkin (20 October 1966 - 9 June 2019) who spent h

Good Night and sleep tight, My Friend Sleep more and better Than Me Sleep well, my Dear, And have The best Dreams You can Dream of Sleep and dream for Me Too, 'cause I can't do the same It's Time For Me to get up And go To Four-Letter Word To YOU Vera da Pozzo Paris, 17th September 2026 Poem by me. Illustration below... coming soon - i. e., as soon is possible, but certainly not now. Update - photo taken by me early this morning, before starting to four-letter word. (C) Vera

Two great singing voices and tortured souls died in 1977: Elvis Presley on 16th August and Maria Callas on 16th September. I was not yet born at that time, thus, to me, Elvis and la Callas have always been shining in the Dead Stars Constellation, whilst their voice and their art are eternal. Last Sunday I drew a double tribute to Maria Callas and Elvis Presley on my diary: I started from Maria's portrait, then I drew the portrait of Elvis and, since they both are in black, I

Tomorrow is Now And I will reach You Anyway, somehow To YOU Vera da Pozzo Paris, 15th September 2026 Short poem above and photo below by me. A beautiful and gracious dove in my dearly beloved Parisian park. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #tomorrowisnow #tomorrow #now #IwillreachYou #anyway #somehow #toYOU #poetry #message #action #VeradaPozzo #ItalyisMine #italyismineanditowesmealiving

Lady Breeze, don't You know? My Friend is waiting for My Gentle Thoughts to fly From Me to his Mind Go to Him, Gentle Breeze: I can't go by myself And my Thoughts need your Wings For my Message to Him To YOU Vera da Pozzo 13th-14th September 2026 Poem by me, of course, and obviously without Artificial Idiocy Picture by me coming soon, when I am back to Paris from my very far-away workplace. Update - photo below taken by me: detail of my dearly beloved Sophora Japonica in my f

My Love Is like A Dove: Pure and At ease In the Sky But so Shy On the Ground Vera da Pozzo Paris 12th September 2026 Short poem above and photo below by me. Picture taken today after a very long, happy promenade in my beloved Parisian park. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #LikeaDove #dove #love #nature #poetry #photography #VeradaPozzo #ItalyisMine #italyismineanditowesmealiving

Strolling in my Park The Yellow Dahlia has A Message from a Friend And the Message says: "Embrace your Inner Light And keep refusing to Fight" Vera da Pozzo Paris, 12th September 2026 Short poem above and photo below by me, as usual. Picture taken yesterday afternoon in my dearest Parisian Park. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #MessagefromaFriend #flowers #dahlia #photography #nature #message

I was walking in my Park Surrounded by the Trees When I felt your Presence Running through my Legs Up to my Arms and Shoulders As Shivers of Joy and Delight Just like the Pure Pleasure that The Fresh Breeze and the Warm Sun Give Me on a Late Summer Saturday You are Nature, my Friend; and so am I And the Brave Sequoia which stands Tall As a Link between the Earth and the Sky Reminds Me of your Precious Words Whatever the Hell happens in my Life I stand Firm, Proud and True to

A Morrissey's song with a fan made video featuring James Dean, posted by Morrissey Central on the anniversary pf Pier Angeli's death. You were Good in your Time, from Years of Refusal. 2009, the year when I finally saw Morrissey in concert for the first time. It was such a long wait. Vera da Pozzo Paris, 10th September 2026 Below: black-and-white Bic ballpen portrait of James Dean and Pier Angeli made by me after a very lovely, long walk in my favourite Parisian park. This po

A Tiring and Tedious Day ends A Solitary Gull greets Me His elegant Wings shine While He dances in the Sky And I feel Your Loving Presence As a Powerful Protection Vera da Pozzo 9.9.2026 Poem above by me. [Update - 14th September 2026] Photo below taken by me in Dublin in 2025, the day before Morrissey's concert at the 3 Arena. I took this picture at Merrion Square, after having visited Oscar Wilde's house. Even if the Irish seagull is just meditating in the shade and not fly

Below, drawing by me. The baby Blessed Virgin Mary with her mother, Saint Anne. Black bic pen without preparatory sketch and the brand new brilliant coloured gel pens I bought yesterday. Dedicated to... (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #NativitàdiMaria #NativityofMary #VergineMaria #VirginMary #SantAnna #SaintAnne #drawing #art #artwork #VeradaPozzo #ItalyisMine #italyismineanditowesmealiving

In the métro, a new animalist campaign against fox hunting. The first quarter of the 21st century is already behind us, and there are people (I could never define them as humans) who still enjoy murdering innocent creatures and evil, selfish politicians who still defend hunters and grant them many priviliges. Vera da Pozzo 6th-7th September 2026 Short article above and photo below by me. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes me a Living #thisbeauti

C'est la rentrée du karaoke et du cabaret. The best rentrée is here! Mini article and photo by me. Vera da Pozzo Very busy in Paris 6th September 2026 (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living

Let the Gaslighters Rot in the Darkness: They belong there And nowhere else Look after your Light And always shine bright As the Sun in the Sky: You are born to fly high. Vera da Pozzo Paris, 5th September 2026 My poem tackles and kicks evil and stupid people at the workplace, but gaslighters can be found everywhere human beings are and they will never change, because the only happiness they know comes from the perverse pleasure they take in gaslighting and spreading false ru

Today my beloved Palermo celebrates, for the second time every year, its principal Patron Saint: Rosalia Sinibaldi, the beautiful, pious and mysterious hermite who left her rich family, refused to marry and embraced Nature and Contemplation instead. From my family home, which is in a working-class periphery by the sea, I can admire the Promontory of Monte Pellegrino: as I child, I dreamt of living there like Saint Rosalia, enjoying the company of animals and trees. I drew a w

[Wednesday 2nd September, shortly after midnight, before putting my smartphone on flight mode] Well, only God knows why and how I felt that there was another new message from Morrissey, after the anecdote posted on the same day, but I was right and very happy to find it and to watch the fan made video - by Morrissey Unofficial Videos - of one of my favourite Morrissey's songs, Do your Best and don't worry, from Southpaw. [I was so tired that, like a small baby, I fell asleep

Today I had a day off before another journée de pré-rentrée (I will not bother trying to translate this expression in English, because it is just nonsensical French school jargon, as we are already at work since yesterday morning) and on Thursday morning pupils and teachers will be back on the chain gang. At least, kids are not boring and, even when they are difficult, they are still human. After visiting Oscar's (and Robbie's) tomb, I started my brand new diary and enjoyed o

Every time I go to Père Lachaise visiting Oscar Wilde's tomb I always think of his loyal friend and lover Robert Ross, who is anonymously buried with him and I say a prayer for both of them. I have always admired Robbie's courage and his loyal, lifelong affection towards Oscar. Vera da Pozzo Paris, 1st September 2026 Short article above and photo below by me. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #visitingfriendsonadreadedsunnyday #fri