Sogni sfilacciatigalleggiano sul guanciale. Brandelli di realtà,impigliati tra le ciglia. Un ricordo lontanoguida la mia mano sulle lenzuola. Ma nulla trova,tranne il vuoto Frayed dreamsDrift upon the pillow Shards of realityEntangle within the eyelashes A distant memoryGuides my handAcross the sheets But finds nothing,Only the void
Condivido con voi questa delicata poesia, scritta da Flavio Almerighi, in memoria del nostro caro amico Antonio Bianchetti, “il barman del club”. Questa domenica è pallida e pulita.La polvere di ieri se n’è andatasi è lasciata andare sulla stradatra i convenevoli dei passanti.Un silenzio biondo attende le rondini,presto arriveranno ne sono certo,intanto una moto suona… Read More Ciao Antonio 💔
AI MIEI FIGLI Un giorno, magari ancora lontano,all’improvviso il pensiero correrà a meSarà mentre guardate un fiore,annusate l’odore della pioggia o quello di una crostataaccarezzate un micio o ascoltate una canzone.Allora forse sentirete il morso della mia mancanza. Ma non rattristatevi, io sarò lì con voi.Basterà cercarmi nei colori nei profuminel canto degli uccelli e… Read More LONTANO: una poesia e una canzone
Cap. 8 –LUISA (4) Il 14 febbraio 1921, Gabriele lasciò il Grand Hotel Gardone e varcò la soglia dell’antica dimora dei Thode, oltrepassando l’iscrizione fatta scolpire dallo studioso tedesco : “Somnii explanatio” cioè l’interpretazione del sogno, posta all’entrata del giardino. Probabilmente pensava già di far collocare sul portoncino d’ingresso anche la targa di legno con… Read More Le donne del mio Vate – ☾XLV☽ 🖋️
Shortly before Nelson’s statue was raised onto the platform at top of the column, there was a special celebration up there.It was 23 October 1843, the landmark was nearing completion, and to toast their success fourteen of the stonemasons who had worked on the column climbed the scaffolding up to the platform, where the statue… Read More Horatia Nelson: Nelson’s Column (part 78)
Percy Bysshe Shelley, who died by drowning on 8 July 1822 (aged 29) in Gulf of La Spezia, (now Italy) – see here – wrote the poem “Music, When Soft Voices Die” the year before his death.This short poem , or rather, this poetic fragment, since we do not know if the poet intended to… Read More Shelley: “Music”
“The darling buds of May” mentioned in one of Shakespeare’s sonnet refer to the blooming flowers that begin to grow after winter has ended. SONNET 18 Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?Thou art more lovely and more temperate:Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,And summer’s lease hath all too short a… Read More The Darling Buds of May
Yesterday (see here) I talked about the last poem from Louise Glück’s collection “Ararat” , the book that traces her inner journey in the aftermath of her sister’s and father’s deaths. In the shadow of these deaths, the poet forces herself to look back on her childhood in order understand herself in the present.It is… Read More Louise Glück’ Parados
Louise Glück, born on 22 April 1943, was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 2020. “First Memory” Long ago, I was wounded. I livedto revenge myselfagainst my father, notfor what he was—for what I was: from the beginning of time,in childhood, I thoughtthat pain meantI was not loved.It meant I loved. “First Memory” is… Read More Happy Birthday, Louise Glück!
Yesterday I wrote about James Cabell (see here) and the scandal that arose after the publication of “Jurgen”, his twelfth novel in the fall of 1919Very shortly after its release, the book was accused of obscenities and withdrawn, so, obviously, thriving black market emerged, with copies sold for two hundred times the list price. Even… Read More Cabell’s Scandals
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