Facendo una passeggiata ieri sono passata davanti a una casa da tempo abbandonata e l’ho vista ricoperta di glicine. E’ stata una sorpresa fantastica, una celebrazione della vita Torna la vitae canta là dov’un dìparea perduta I was walking yesterday when I went past a long-abandoned house. I saw it was covered with wisteria and… Read More La vita è tornata
… e quando il vento mi sfiora la guanciaso che è la tua carezza da lassù… … and when the wind touches my faceI know it’s your caress from heaven…
James Branch Cabell born on 14 April1879 was an American author of fantasy fiction Since his surname was often mispronounced, he composed this rhyme: “Tell the rabble my name is Cabell” to clear up pronunciation issues.His works were considered escapist: according to him truthfulness was “the one unpardonable sin, not merely against art, but against… Read More Fantasy & Optimism
Looking for something interesting to publish today, 11 April , I discovered an Anglo-American writer who died on this day, Her name is Susan Ertz, born in England to American parents in 1887, who died on 11 April 1985 One of her novels, “In the Cool of the Day”, was made into a movie starring… Read More Survival & Immortality
Howard Thurman , who died on 10 April 1981, was an influential American author, philosopher, Baptist preacher and theologian. He was the first African American to hold the position dean of chapel at Harvard University and Boston University, a predominately white institution in the United States.He played a leading role in many social justice movements… Read More Hatred & War
Whan that Aprill, with his shoures soote The droghte of March hath perced to the roote And bathed every veyne in swich licour, Of which vertu engendred is the flour; Whan Zephirus eek with his sweete breeth Inspired hath in every holt and heeth The tendre croppes, and the yonge sonne Hath in the Ram… Read More Chaucer & April /1
“A belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.” ～Joseph Conrad “Evil is not something superhuman, it’s something less than human.” ～Agatha Christie but fortunately: “No evil propensity of the human heart is so powerful that it may not be subdued by discipline.”(⇐ “Nulli sunt… Read More Evil
American writer Audre Lorde served as New York State Poet from November 1991 until her death from breast cancer in November 1992.In designating her as such, then-governor Mario Cuomo praised “her sharp sense of racial injustice and cruelty, of sexual prejudice… “ In her acceptance speech, Lorde replied :“I accept this award in the name… Read More Audre Lorde: “A Litany for Survival”
Audre Lorde , born on 18 February 1934, was an internationally-acclaimed American poet, feminist, professor, and civil rights champion. She described herself as a “black-lesbian feminist, mother, warrior, poet ” who “dedicated both her life and her creative talent to confronting and addressing injustices of racism, sexism, classism, and homophobia“. She died in 1992. “It… Read More Audre Lorde
Ripropongo alcuni versi in memoria della mia mamma, nel giorno del suo compleanno (oggi avrebbe compiuto 103 anni) Ti sento nel profumo delle rose e della crostatao nel cullare della pioggia battente.Sei nell’alito del vento e nella notte stellata,sei la mia casa, la mia confidente.A volte un ostile o scomodo grillo parlante,eri e sei il… Read More Buon compleanno, mamma❣️
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