GrassesAfter immigrating to Canada, my father returned to Italy almost every summer for over twenty years.The land where his family home rises is surrounded by trees; but mostly, it is infested with grasses, some so wild and thick it takes an axe to fell their short but hardy lives. My father’s whipper snipper would echo…Read more Matilda Colarossi: Grasses/ Erbacce
Prose
Grazia Deledda: Famiglie povere/ Poor families
As always, Grazia Deledda is able to capture the vast array of feelings that touch the human heart and recount them as if she herself had lived them. In so doing. she makes it possible for us, as readers, to also feel those emotions. FAMIGLIE POVERE Grazia Deledda Povera e numerosa era la…Read more Grazia Deledda: Famiglie povere/ Poor families
Angiolo Silvio Novaro: Il fabbro armonioso/ The harmonious blacksmith
"I did not get my fill of you. I hid my thirst and my hunger as if they were a weakness and a sin. To enrichen you, I forced myself and you into misery." Angiolo Silvio Novaro I was so taken by this work, so touched by the subject matter and the style that I…Read more Angiolo Silvio Novaro: Il fabbro armonioso/ The harmonious blacksmith
Luigi Pirandello: La prima notte/ The first night
La prima notteLuigi Pirandello quattro camice, quattro lenzuola, quattro sottane, quattro, insomma, di tutto. E quel corredo della figliuola, messo su, un filo oggi, un filo domani, con la pazienza d’un ragno, non si stancava di mostrarlo alle vicine. – Roba da poverelli, ma pulita. Con quelle povere mani sbiancate e raspose, che sapevano ogni fatica, levava dalla vecchia cassapanca d’abete,…Read more Luigi Pirandello: La prima notte/ The first night
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