1. It is a simple sad song written by a famous English guitarist, singer and songwriter after the death of his four-year-old son 2. It is a poem about love and death by W. H. Auden. It was: • the English contribution to the statue commemorating the Heysel Stadium disaster, where a wall collapsed, resulting… Read More CLUES

                                                             (dopo la lettura di KAFKA) La lama di luce che filtra dal verde tendone di velluto le deposita un lieve contatto sul viso e colpisce… Read More La metamorfosi (1)

Where are the stories? Here they are! I’m going to  submit some of my short stories for you to read,  if you feel like it.

Wild World   (Cat Stevens) Now that I’ve lost everything to you You say you wanna start something new And it’s breakin’ my heart you’re leavin’ Baby, I’m grievin’ But if you wanna leave, take good care I hope you have a lot of nice things to wear But then a lot of nice things turn… Read More WILD WORLD

1. It is a simple sad song written and recorded by Cat Stevens, and covered by a lot of other artists. Even if he stopped making secular music in 1979, he realized that people could find inspiration from some of his previous songs, and this was one of them. 2. Excerpts from Lady Chatterley’s Lover,… Read More CLUES

Do not go gentle into that good night (Dylan Thomas) Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do… Read More DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT

DULCE ET DECORUM EST (by Wilfred Owen) Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs And towards our distant rest began to trudge. Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all… Read More DULCE ET DECORUM EST

La religion ne transforme pas les hommes en criminels; ce sont les criminels qui utilisent la religion comme alibi de leur soif de pouvoir. /Religion does not transform men into criminals; it’s the criminals that use religion as an excuse for their thirst for power. (Isabelle Delloye):

“Masters Of War”   (Bob Dylan) Come you masters of war You that build the big guns You that build the death planes You that build all the bombs You that hide behind walls You that hide behind desks I just want you to know I can see through your masks. You that never done… Read More MASTERS OF WAR

THE SOLDIER   (by Rupert Brooke) If I should die, think only this of me: That there’s some corner of a foreign field That is for ever England. There shall be In that rich earth a richer dust concealed; A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware, Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways… Read More THE SOLDIER