Dracula

by Sandro D. Fossemò

                                                 (Translated from Italian to English)

I felt the pangs for blood.

At midnight,

in nocturnal Transylvania,

I rose from the tomb.

A Magical Christmas

by Sandro D. Fossemò

Translated by Luca Palantrani

(Translated from Italian to English)

Snowmen smile in severe chill,

without the warmth from the stars.

Reindeers draw sledges by the dense ice,

without the lead of a rebel.

Christmas Emotions

by Sandro D. Fossemò

 (Translated from Italian to English)

The crib became a starry paradise,
where Jesus was born to kings’ delight.
The stable warms with me near,
where logs burn in the fireplace here.

Christmas Visions

by Sandro D. Fossemò 

                                                       (Translated from Italian to English)

The windows of a cathedral

light up with beautiful iridescent colours,

like the wings of the soul.

Christmas Eve

by Sandro D. Fossemò

(Translated from Italian to English)

The red tent frames

the lively and vivid painting

of the Christmas landscape,

on the faintly foggy glass

of the window.

A Toast At Dawn

by Sandro D. Fossemò

(Translated from Italian to English)

In an ancient village,

the statues and chapels

are steeped in snow.

In that white desert

blossoms a red rose.

Waiting Angel

by Sandro D. Fossemò 

(Translated by Luca Palantrani) 

(Translated from Italian to English)

Dear friend,

you must not be sad.

Do not fear death.

Smile at those tears.

Listen to the golden bells,

that play merrily from the snowy valley.

No joy is greater than Christmas.

Il Carillon

di Sandro D. Fossemò

E' caduta la neve, in una deserta roccaforte.
Le campane  di una chiesa del borgo sono morte,
quando diffondono un suono artificiale e  smorto.
I pannelli luminosi  mi osservano con un  bagliore irreale.
I fanali delle auto non illuminano il tunnel dell'irrealtà. 
I lampioni attendono come spettri solitari,
l'arrivo di freddi passanti in tetri sentieri.
Da questi muri m'isolo volentieri.