# Poetry
> [!news]
> Libellule (Dragonflies), my first poetry collection, has finally been released! If you are curious, you can read it [[Libellule - Dragonflies Collection|here]]!
> ![[Libellule_cover.png|150]]
My artistic influences are varied, but I really appreciate the poetry of Eugenio Montale, Rupi Kaur and Peter Gizzi.
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- Raccolta Connessioni (Connections), Adriano Fontanari (2027) - In the making
- Adriano, F. (2026). Libellule (Dragonflies Collection). In Libellule (Dragonflies Collection). Zenodo. [Acces Publication](https://doi.org/10.5281/zenodo.18967838)
- Poesia _Il Crepuscolo_ in Pensare in Versi - Archivio Immaginazione (2025). [Access Publication](https://adrianofontanari.com/lighthouse/resources/Pensare+in+Versi.pdf)
## Selected Poetry
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artwork: @ian.hodgson made for [Riconoscimento](https://archivioimmaginazione.com/2026/03/22/riconoscimenti/)
### Riconoscimento - Recognition
**(ITA - Original)**
_Eppur,
d'un tratto,
degli occhi mi han visto.
Per un istante sono vivo.
Stupore._
**(EN - AI-translated)**
_And yet,
all at once,
some eyes have seen me.
For an instant, I am alive.
Astonishment._
### L'alchimista - The Alchemist
**(ITA - Original)**
Ti ruba il sigaro,
che tu chiami giornata.
Quel passante se la ride
Atomi e scintille,
l'accende
mentre se la gusta
sembra l'abbia pure amata.
Il fumo ti assale e affanna il respiro.
Vivi o sopravvivi?
Fondi pensieri e giudizi con la realtà,
per un istante ti illudi di capire
e diventano verità.
Fusione nucleare,
inizi ad esplodere.
Allora ti racconto di pozioni,
si quelle che le bevi e va tutto bene.
Altra illusione
pozioni non ne ho,
sentirai tutte le emozioni.
A modo tuo scrivi,
A modo tuo vivi,
A modo tuo fumi,
quei sigari ogni giorno.
**(EN - AI-translated)**
_He steals your cigar,
the one you call a day._
_That passerby laughs it off
Atoms and sparks,
he lights it,
and as he savors it
it almost seems he loved it, too._
_The smoke assails you and chokes your breath.
Are you living, or just surviving?_
_You melt thoughts and judgments into reality,
for a moment you fool yourself into understanding
and they become truth.
Nuclear fusion,
you begin to explode._
_So let me tell you about potions
yes, the kind you drink and everything’s fine._
_Another illusion:
I have no potions,
you’ll feel every emotion._
_In your own way you write,
in your own way you live,
in your own way you smoke
those cigars, every day._
### Nessuna canzone - No Song
**(ITA - Original)**
_Chi mi tocca è ciò che risuona
Piano senza pianista
Nessuna melodia
Cerco l’eco tra le note
Pianista senza piano
Non conosco lo spartito,
Nessuna corda che vibra.
Nessun battito.
Fuori tempo?_
**(EN - AI-translated)**
_Whoever touches me is what resonates
Piano without a pianist
No melody
I search for the echo between the notes
Pianist without a piano
I don't know the score
No string vibrates.
No heartbeat.
Out of time?_
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I also publish my poetry on [Instagram](https://www.instagram.com/adrianofontanari/)
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You can likely meet me at a reading poetry @[La Stanza Blu](https://www.instagram.com/lastanzablu_art/) or @[PEM Poesie ed Euforie Metropolitane](https://www.instagram.com/pem_pem_pem__/) in Milan.
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