Poems by BOB GALLO

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  • I've lost all these years
    for I am not going to...

  • Master asks the pupils:
    “how would one find enlightenment...

  • When I returned from US there was no fire left in...
    no humble spirit...

  • Two is a good number
    Because you are not lonely at least...

  • How scraped these streets are tonight.
    These streets are exhausted from the exertion and...

  • "O father" where has your fever gone?
    Where has your wisdom gone...

  • Two worthy opponents
    two opposite dancers...

  • I was looking for heroes
    not knowing that there are no heroes...

  • When you were lost in darkness
    I found you...

  • Continuum is the consolidation of forces
    that can not coexist in one (place, time...

  • O little insect
    you have to burst out of your silk dress...

  • In the merchant world,
    love is the most bankrupting...