“A word like a temporary enjoyment" - Andrea Parmigiani

A word like a temporary enjoyment.
The universe that expands,
the imminence of things
that clears away through time.
The tide that arises in the islands.
The mountains that grow.
The angels you believed to find
in the most unusual shapes.
The word utopia
that a girl was looking for
while the rain was falling
while she was smiling.
The lonely path,
the release of labyrinth
the logical possibility
that replaces any other.
Everything you wanted to say
beyond the disjuncture
the paraphrase and the oxymoron.
A word like a temporary enjoyment
more real than reality
revealing in a new language.