No Going Back - part 4
(Parts 1-9 also here on Koinup see: http://www.koinup.com/search/works/by-QuadrapopTree/?q=art%26poetry)
my response to the poem for week 16 of the Art & Poetry Project
The Alley by Carmen Auletta
Currently on display at UWA
http://slurl.com/secondlife/UWA/101/200/1099

THE ALLEY
I can't help it, I can't do a thing
To see this place makes my heart wring
Maybe I'm strange, but I can't be glad
Seeing this alley makes me sad

And that alley, I recall
It was my home when I was small
I played in peace and harmony
With all the other kids like me

I get a lump in my throat, if I go there now,
right where there's still that great atmosphere
when we never missed a chance
to have some games and fun

And sometimes I'll wander down that street
And think of the follks that I used to meet
And it makes me feel blue, when I see
What runs through my head and my memory


'O VICOLO
E' cchiù forte 'e me, nun ce riesco,
me se stregne 'o core accussì vedenno,
songo strana, forse, ma nun gioisco,
veco stu vicolo ca stà suffrenno.

Quann’ero piccerella m’arricordo,
chillu vicolo era ‘a casa mia,
pazziavo in comune accordo
cu tutt’ ‘e criature 'e chella via.

Si ce passe mò, me piglia nu magone,
addò stà cchiù chella bella atmosfera,
quanno nun mancava ll’occasione
pe pazzià e pe sta’ sempe allera.

E vvote, io ce passo pe' chella via,
primma, ce steva tanta gente,
mò che ‘a veco, me vene ’a malincunia
pe’ ricordi ca me passeno p 'a mente.