Italy is mine

To me, Charles Trenet is THE French singer and songwriter, the one who put Poetry and Popular song together and also the most beautiful French singing voice. If my plans had worked as I had intended, I would have moved to Dublin instead of Paris, but, even if I have always had more affinity with Ireland (and the UK) and English language, I have like French language too and I have always been fascinated by the old good time when France still creates artists, poets, great singe

The immense joy to be where I belong: strolling for almost two hours in my beloved Parisian park, enjoying the good company of my Friends, taking some pictures and then sitting in a quiet place, taking a coffee, writing a bit on my diary and also on my blog before starting to work (correction de copies) with plenty of good vibes. Fresh Air, Sun, Trees, Flowers, Birds and Bees are a blessing. A lovely Bee landed on my right arm and stayed there for a while. I did not move and

A very rainy day, especially in the afternoon, but this morning I had the chance to enjoy a one-hour promenade in my beloved and deserted Parisian park. How I was glad to enjoy to be there in complete solitude - but not alone, because there are hundreds and hundreds of friends in leaves, petals or feathers who are happy to meet me again. While I was peacefully walking, suddenly a verse, then another, came to my mind and I wrote a short poem on a tissue, with the help of my de

I can't help noticing Beauty everywhere, wherever I am, even in front of cemetery gates - i. e., school gates. Photos below taken by me somewhere far from Paris. Vera da Pozzo Paris, 13th May 2026 (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #Lifebloomsinfrontofcemeterygates #life #flowers #nature #beauty #photography #whatreallymattersinlife #wisdom #peace #VeradaPozzo #ItalyisMine #italyismineanditowesmealiving

I can spend a whole day strolling rather than scrolling: the extremely large and alarmingly increasing amount of people of every ages who have become zombies terrifies me. I have never had a mobile phone before 2014 and I was looked at as a weirdo (I am still seen like this because of my fierce refusal of the social media) and I use the smartphone more to take pictures and videos and to listen to the music. [To be continued later... I sing tonight] Vera da Pozzo Paris, 10th M

Tree of Life I am Safe In your Arms To the Unique and Irreplaceable One Vera da Pozzo Paris, 10th May 2026 Short poem above and photos below by me. My beloved tree and many beautiful flowers from my favourite Parisian park. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #inyourarms #FestadellaMamma #MothersDay #poetry #photography #mamma #mother #love #nature #TreeofLife #VeradaPozzo #ItalyisMine #italyismineanditowesmealiving

Cabaret tonight. I am going to take a walk in my beloved park for some relax and inspiration - Nature is my Muse - and then I will get ready and go to the Magic Place where some Unexpected Good Things come True. Vera da Pozzo Paris, 8th May 2026 Updated post with some pictures. I was very happy that some friends living far from Paris were there and also glad that the everything went well. Despite the holiday and the long weekend, the bar was packed like it was last year, whe

After the big générale yesterday, I did a small rehearsal this afternoon with Q., who plays the guitar for my first musical number; for the second one, I use a recorded base, as I did last year for the first cabaret, when I played the role of Oscar Wilde and sang two songs from Morrissey's solo repertoire. Q. is playing the piano now: he is a talented musician but he, too, is a teacher because it is what pays his rent. His live background music make me feel more relaxed and r

I am Myself Nobody else One in a million I've never been a clone For I'm stronger alone I am my own Man I do what I can But I cannot do What I disagree Because I am free Vera da Pozzo Paris, 3rd May 2026 Poem above by me. Below, detail of a picture of me, taken on the first day of beautiful May. The best thing you can do is be yourself, without copying other people. Of course, one can learn something good and useful from other people, but emulation is a very stupid and lazy

Release update on Morrissey Central: three more weeks for the release of Notre-Dame Deluxe 12" vinyl, i. e., few days before the first concert of the new European tour which will take place in Lillestrøm, near Oslo. My first time in Norway: I have never been so far in the North of the Emisphere in which I was born and where I live. As usual, my purchase will be delivered at the Fnac shop. Let's stretch out and wait... Good night! Vera da Pozzo Paris, 2nd May 2026 P. S. Joke a

Detail of a drawing I made on my diary today, after the unexpected meeting with a beautiful Jay near my favourite tree in my beloved Parisian park. Below, my drawing in its whole. As usual, I drew directly with a Bic pen without doing a preparatory sketch. As the jays wear a very beautifully coloured suit, I used my coulour glitter pens to add a touch of colour to this fantastic bird. I love every kind of animals and I am deeply fascinated by all types of birds and other flyi

Inspired by the 1964 play Eh?, written by Henry Livings, the film was produced four years later. Directed by Peter Hall and starring David Warner and Cilla Black, Work is a four-letter Word is not available on DVD but it can be watched on YouTube and it will be a nice divertissement tonight. The original film's title song by Cilla Black (a singer I do like, whom I discovered through The Beatles before knowing that Morrissey was a fan of her) and the "infamous" cover by The Sm

April is over And May is here: Ad Maiora! True Joy is near It may happen, so Make It happen now Vera da Pozzo, Paris, 1/5/2026 As an Italian proverb say, Forza e coraggio! Dopo aprile viene maggio. I am quite busy with my second musical number for the upcoming cabaret, so I post just a detail of the drawing I have made this afternoon; I will edit my article and add a full picture of my artwork tomorrow. Short poem, article and drawing by me. Vera da Pozzo

Yesterday I enjoyed the retrouvailles with my friends from Bordeaux: we spent a lovely sunny day near the "Luco", nickname of the Jardin du Luxembourg. After having lunch in an Italian restaurant with many vegetarian and even some vegan options and then a walk from the Luco to the Odéon, we came back to the Panthéon, had a vegan ice-cream with a biscuit spoon before going to the Irish Cultural Centre, visiting the mediathèque and Earthbound (a film installation by Clare Lang

A nice post from Morrissey. La naissance du jour, an unusual novel written by Colette in 1927, partially based on her mother's letters, and published in 1928. The original French title reminds me of the epilogue of André Gide's Les nourritures terrestres (1897), one of my favourite books by one of my favourite writers: Le jour naît. Descends dans la plaine. Regarde de plus près chaque chose. Lyncéus, viens ! approche-toi. Voici le jour et nous y croyons. (André Gide, Les nour

Photographs taken by me in my favourite Parisian park yesterday. Vera da Pozzo Paris, 29th April 2026 (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #MayisonitsWay #May #flowers #nature #beauty #photography #VeradaPozzo #ItalyisMine #italyismineanditowesmealiving

Your Loving and Tender Four-legged Messengers Come to Me when I'm awake And even visit Me in Dreams Sweet, Merry, Playful Dogs May God bless all their Souls And You, my Friend, in Whole For, to Me, You mean the World To YOU Vera da Pozzo Paris, 27th April A. D. MMXXVI Poem above by me, of course; photo below found here. (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living #dogsinmydreams #dogs #dreams #friends #message #tenderness #loyalty #truth #lov

The poet's flower: Rosa canina, or dog rose or eglantine. Photo taken by me today, around noon, in my favourite Parisian park. As it was a bit windy, I put my hand on the branch in order to prevent the beautiful dog rose to oscillate too much while I was taking this picture. A sprig of rosa canina was one of the gifts rewarding poets for their literary excellence during the Middle Age, at the Academy of Floral Games in France. To YOU. See You in two months! Vera da Pozzo Pari

This morning I have met this lovely robin in the quiet "secret garden" inside my favourite Parisian park. I zoomed a lot because I would not disturb him by coming closer, so this is not an extraordinary picture and I surely would not win a photography prize, but it is a nice souvenir of this unexpected meeting. More and more Good Things to come, indeed. Vera da Pozzo Paris, 27th April 2026 (C) Vera da Pozzo (C) Italy is Mine (C) Italy is Mine and It owes Me a Living...

A lovely sunny day spent with some friends. Too much sun, maybe - at least for me; but the air was fresh and the birds sang so gently in my favourite Parisian park before the closing time. Today we celebrate the 81st Anniversary of the Liberation of Italy from Fascism and Nazi German occupation. I would have loved to be in Italy on this day, like last year, but the date of the new cabaret show is near and Sunday rehearsals and filages cannot be missed. Vera da Pozzo Paris, 25