TONIGHT

Outside the theatre

The silence of the night wraps

A murmur of anticipation

Paolo Driussi

 Illness

In this quiet room Illness wraps me like a shroud Solitude my guest Paolo Driussi

JANUARY WANES

Frost clings to the dawn,

Short days linger, cold and grey,

January wanes.

Paolo Driussi

Eight Years

In the silent sky,

A star shines for you,

Dear one,

Eight years,

Love endures

Paolo Driussi.