#WomeninLiterature

Maria Messina: solo-pane / abitofbread

"Abitofbread was the laughingstock of the town: children threw stones at his legs or prickly-pear skins at his naked feet; and women, who, especially in summer, spent their time sitting on their doorsteps, winked slyly at each other the minute they saw him turn the corner..." https://paralleltexts.blog/2016/07/03/solo-paneabitofbread-by-maria-messina/ https://paralleltexts.blog/tag/maria-messina/  

Sibilla Aleramo

"I look at my eyes, sunken shadows, and at the thin furrows in my brow, I look, and is it you, my poor tired reflection, that is so weather beaten?" https://paralleltexts.blog/2014/11/06/guardo-i-miei-occhii-look-at-my-eyes-by-sibilla-aleramo/

Natalia Ginzburg

"I said: – tell me the truth, – and he said: – What truth. – and he was sketching something quickly in his notebook and he showed me what it was; it was a long long train with a huge cloud of black smoke and he was leaning out of the window waving a handkerchief.…Read more Natalia Ginzburg

Antonia Pozzi

"I like to walk along the torrent: I can’t hear my steps, it’s as if I’m not leaving. From the lofty passage I can see the valley And the distant crests all around..." https://paralleltexts.blog/tag/antonia-pozzi/