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Belfiore Family
January 1, 2020
Father George was a great man and a great speaker. We are all saddened to hear of his passing and will miss him at our family gatherings, but know that he is now in a better place.
We miss you Father G.
January 1, 2020
TUESDAY'S PIER GIORGIO DI CICCO
(After Giorgio's Saturday's Joe Rosenblatt)
He speaks of aunts and the brush of their eyelashes,
ruffling the air like wingspans, bracing
for the flight of heaven. Outside,
the sky's gift of a new bed sheet of snow lies tattered
already by this ruffian city tumbleweeding
its heels through time. He will
not go home. The waiter
hurries by, burdened and doubly in the turbulence
of his shadows. Electric glints of light etcetera
off the waiter's spectacles. Or is it
there are coins in his eye sockets? I worry
That they will pop out in the random bump; that
no one will stoop to pick them up, loose change
rolling through some grating.
Giorgio speaks now of friends. Of his friends who
have friends he is a friend gatherer. He would garland
together the continents of hands. In the frenzy
of the city, his words breathe
the thaw of hope. In the moment,
I see all icicles of display, those stalactites
of envy under all the eaves of all subdivisions
melt. Fountains of arms and hands slaking
their thirst for embrace, ending
the tough parch of voice.
His mouth is ovalling the words. The vowels
Have sharp edges today. He knows how love
can nutshell itself
in the strut of a fine suit clothes;
How the artist can become distracted
by the cool surfaces of its chrysalis.
He will not go home. To the blankness
today in the cubic shell of his room
where he can hear
angels on the head of their solitary pin
bawl.
So he waits, restless
for his tongue, (a plump man passes the cashier,
his face pleased as a pebble's), restless
for his tongue, (at the next table, two couples
squeak at each other like new shoes), restless
in the restaurant, restless for his tongue,
for its return, its promise.
Gary Mcisaac
December 27, 2019
Enjoyed my times talking with father Giorgio on the porch at his home at St. Columkilles. He would join our family for Christmas dinner on the church basement he will be missed
Mary di Michele
December 27, 2019
Giorgio was like Rilke's archaic torso of Apollo for me; he said, "you must change your life"; he showed me how it was possible and helped me find the courage to do it.
Sonia Di Placido
December 27, 2019
Your songs will keep us passionate and inspired Giorgio. Rest in Peace.
Douglas Donegani
December 26, 2019
Giorgio came into my life in 1980 amidst the launch of Ethos Magazine. During those days Giorgio, and his then partner Carolyn Smart, came over for coffee, or dinner, many times. We always had deep and far reaching conversations, the essence of which transformed my life.
Giorgio was one of the few people in my life with whom I could discuss Spiritual Matters.
In addition to his love of poetry Giorgio cared deeply about humble people and their concerns.
He recognized me as a Mystic and he said that I am Truly Blessed, which was a great honour.
Giorgio I will always remember you.
With Empyreal Blessings.
Douglas Donegani
Harro
December 26, 2019
A man who lived by his convictions. A great example for the rest of us. A great loss .
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