Im not a poet. Im a teacher, a former dancer, in love with everything that arouses moods. Attentive to detail, to the nuance that provides a personal and never predictable perspective of what surrounds me, I try to savor life in all its facets. My texts reflect what they are: they tell the story of everyday life, denounce the aridity of the soul and express intense passions and feelings, alternating serious and delicate tones, mixed with irony and gluttony. Art, nature, literature, cooking , filial love and varied humanity represent the privileged topics capable of stimulating my imagination and reflection from which the poetic composition emerges spontaneously. The words are sometimes intertwined in linear verses built on simple rhyme patterns, sometimes in linguistic games that represent style or again in concepts outlined through more refined rhetorical figures that raise its expressive level. Writing fascinates me and amuses me, allowing me to express my feelings, albeit in an extremely intimate creative act. When night falls and the house is silent, I I sit and write….on my pc, mobile phone or makeshift pieces of paper it doesnt matter; what matters is that the themes represent me and cause me an alienating pleasure capable of surprising and pleasing me. Well aware that high poetry is something else from what I write, the creative act carries within itself that subtle pleasure sufficient to self-determine it.