Biography:
Poet Francesco Favetta was born in the land of Sicily in Sciacca, he has always loved poetry, writing verses, but above all culture, food for the soul: culture is Freedom, it is Free Spirit, it is Soul in Motion, not should never be harnessed!In 2018 he was awarded the Academician of Sicily by the Accademia di Sicilia.He has been published in various anthologies and magazines, among which we mention a few:international magazine The Poet;Revista Azahar which edited the first anthology of poems in Spanish: Encantamiento y Palabras como Plumas;Anthology The Silk Road Anthology: Nano Poems for Africa; „Poetic Galaxy Atunis“;WorldSmith International Editorial; OPA The Poetry Journal; Innombrable magazine; Polis Magazine; rank of minister in the Order of the Titan and publication of a lyric in Octobermania;international literary magazine Kavya Kishor in Bangladesh;international magazine of language, literature and culture „Petrushka Nastamba“ Serbia; international magazine, Namaste India and certificate of appreciation;Different Truths social journalism platform;Cisne Revista Digital;Humanity magazine St. Petersburg; fourth Panorama International Literature Festival Spain, delegate for Italy.He founded a theater company in Sciacca: „Theatrum Socialis Sciacca“, and a Lions Club, „Sciacca Terme“.Finally, the Poet Francesco Favetta is convinced that Poetry will be the weapon with which humanity will set its life free, and furthermore that Beauty will always be a truth, which will never be buried:from the times and events of daily human life!
Love can always !
May true love
the pure and simple one
overwhelm everyone
cross every heart
overcome the boundaries of the earth
and drown in the streets of the world.
May this love
in the silence of the night
devour different words
and then fall in love again
in the brief span of a kiss
of the beauty of life.
May love too
this love so beautiful
strong and imposing
become the rebellious wind
and drag all humanity along
in the celebrations of Inner Peace.
Trees
Even the trees
they have a soul
and they breathe
in the silence
and their leaves
they are breaths
leaning towards Heaven
the roots
instead they are
the firm bond with the land.
They sing silently
trees
the eternal becoming
and then
with their eternal time
they drag without wind
everyday
in the streets
the steps forward
of daily life.
The voice of the stars
The stars are silent
of enchantment and light
they always shine
in eternal becoming
and then again
the immense sky
in the infinite universe
it is endless.
Without words
the voices of the stars
they slide silently
in the celestial vault
and eternal beauty
of the firmament
breathes through the centuries
the passage of time.
The seed of life
The soul sleeps
breathe in your thoughts
rest happy
it’s night in the heart
Silence lives everywhere
in the realm of dreams
everything is sacred
life is seed
it is faith.
The soul
lives eternally
in the ways of the universe
in every home
she is the spirit
it is the celestial song
she is the bride of time
the vital breath
the eternal caress in the eyes.
The soul is Spirit
The soul sleeps
breathe in dreams
the song of love
stripped of all pain
a memory remains
engraved inside the flesh.
The soul is Spirit
rock inside the heart
in love with life
an immortal destiny
intrepid and eternal
never Dies.