Propongo una delle poesie più famose di John Clare, il poeta che non sapeva bene chi fosse (leggi qui: Clare, il poeta che credeva di essere Shakespeare e Byron) , dal titolo emblematico “I am!” (Io sono). Fu composta mentre era ricoverato in manicomio, nel Northampton General Lunatic Asylum. In questa composizione il poeta afferma… Read More Io sono John Clare
This is the end Beautiful friend This is the end My only friend, the end Of our elaborate plans, the end Of everything that stands, the end No safety or surprise, the end I’ll never look into your eyes…again Can you picture what will be So limitless and free Desperately in need…of some…stranger’s hand In… Read More The Doors: “The End” (1. Introduction & Translation)
The child who never grew was Pearl Buck’s daughter, Carol. The author wrote a poignant memoir of her relationship with her oldest daughter, which hasn’t been translated into Italian yet. The piece was first published in book format in September 1950, after being published in “The Lady’s Home Journal” in the previous May, at a… Read More “The Child Who Never Grew”
Christopher Marlowe, also known as Kit Marlowe, (1564 – 30 May 1593) was an English dramatist, poet and translator of the Elizabethan era. He was the foremost Elizabethan tragedian of his day and greatly influenced William Shakespeare, who was born in the same year and became the pre-eminent Elizabethan playwright after Marlowe’s mysterious early death.… Read More Marlowe in Love
William Pitt the Younger (1759 – 1806) was British Prime Minister during the French Revolutionary and Napoleonic wars and helped to define and strengthen the office of the prime minister. He suffered an affliction typical of many people born into wealth and power: he was named after his father, so he was known as “William… Read More Young William Pitt
Lady Mary Wortley Montagu, nata Pierrepont (1689-1762) fu una delle figure di spicco della società inglese e una reporter intelligente, nota per le sue lettere, soprattutto quelle scritte dalla Turchia, che possono essere considerate “il primo vero esempio di lavoro laico svolto da una donna sull’Oriente musulmano”. Suo marito era sir Edward Wortley Montagu parente… Read More La macchina del fango
On 15 May 1886, after two and a half years of ill health, Emily Dickinson died, at the age of 55, of kidney disease in Amherst, Massachusetts. Her obituary for the Springfield Republican ended with the first four lines from one of her poems: “Morns like these, we parted.” Morns like these – we parted.… Read More Emily Dickinson and the Linnet
Midnight not a sound from the pavement Has the moon lost her memory? She is smiling alone In the lamplight, the withered leaves collect at my feet And the wind begins to moan Memory, all alone in the moonlight I can dream of the old days I was beautiful then I remember the time I… Read More 🎶Memory🎶
STILL I RISE by Maya Angelou You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my… Read More “Still I Rise” (1. Poem Text & Translation)
When the Moon is in the Seventh House And Jupiter aligns with Mars Then peace will guide the planets And love will steer the stars This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius The age of Aquarius Aquarius Aquarius Harmony and understanding Sympathy and trust abounding No more falsehoods or derisions Golding living… Read More 🎶 Aquarius / Let the Sunshine In 🎶 (1. Lyrics, introduction, translation)
