New Book!

New Book!
Giada Trebeschi, The Book of Shadows´ Women, Firenze Libri 2008

The Olive Tree on Yareah

Happy to tell you that some of the Olive Tree Tales are now published on the literature magazine Yareah, n.2/2008.
Have a look at it on:
www.yareah.com/literatura_poems_trebeschi.php

Friday, 23 October 2009

CLIMBING

They arrived running like never before.
The little cat climbed my branches and sat on the top waiting for the huge black dog to go away.
It took quite some time and a lot of barking but finally the dog left.
I wish I could help humans the same way.


(The Olive Tree Tales)

Wednesday, 27 May 2009

CHARMING

An old lady is sitting at my feet.
Children are around her. Everyone is silent, they are keeping their breath to listen better.
Their eyes are shining with excitement; the smile on their little lips is contagious.
I feel like one of them as well; I´m charmed by the old lady´s Fairy Tale.


(The Olive Tree Tales)

Friday, 24 April 2009

EVERY NOW AND THEN

She came here every day to play with her baby.
She didn´t want to miss any of his smiles, any of his growing progresses.
His father came as well every now and then.
She was just sorry he couldn´t be there to see his first steps, to hear his first words.


(The Olive´s Tree Tales)

Friday, 27 March 2009

THE IRON BELLY

The first time I saw it I was very scared.
It was coming towards me at high speed, it was big, it was shining, it was whistling.
I really thought it was going to destroy me and the crowd not far, but it stopped ten meters before.
People started to come out from its big iron belly. The others were clapping hands.
They were very excited, they were crying and laughing the same time; they called it train.


(The Olive Tree Tales)

Sunday, 15 February 2009

BIRDS

It was the first time I saw that kind of birds.
They were slowly coming down but without moving their wings. It was night and I could not see their shape very well but I had the feeling that the nearer they came the less they looked like birds.
They landed all around me and I finally understood they were soldiers.


(The Olive Tree Tales)

Wednesday, 4 February 2009

A LITTLE BOX

He was speaking to himself watching the moon.
He walked up and down, he knelt and then got up twice, he was kissing his hand... I really believed he was a lunatic.
Suddenly something moved behind the bushes; he froze.
She was there.
Nervously, he took out of his pocket a little dark box.


(The Olive Tree Tales)

Tuesday, 27 January 2009

THE OPENING DOOR

A car stopped, a door opened. Someone threw him out.
It was cold and rainy; I knew he was feeling scared and disorientated.
He didn´t understand why they rejected him.
After a while a solitary boy passed by and heard his yelping.
From then on they´ve always been seen together.

(The Olive Tree Tales)