Uccelli Umberto Saba L’alata genia che adoro – ce n’è al mondo tanta! – varia d’usi e costumi, ebbra di vita, si sveglia e canta.Birds Umberto Saba The winged genus I adore–so many exist in the world! – varied in customs and ways, drunk on life, wakes up and sings. …Read more Umberto Saba: Uccelli / Birds
Piero Jahier: Mio popolo / My people
Mio popolo Piero Jahier Eh! Eh! ragazzi, la vitanon è poi tanto preziosa!Biglietto d’ingresso pagato:arginare, scassare, murarefucinare, fresare, montare…Combattuto col piccone;mai perso callo alla mano.Ferite: due dita in meno.Nostro letto abituati a portarlo lontano. Eh! Eh! ragazzi, la vitanon è poi tanto preziosasentite le condizioni:tribolare, emigrare, ammalareospedali, camorre, prigioni.Ehi, ragazzi, la guerra, sapete,non è poi tanto cattiva.Almeno nelle…Read more Piero Jahier: Mio popolo / My people
Giuseppe Ungaretti: Giorno per Giorno / Day by day (1940-1946)
Sunday was Mother’s Day and my thoughts (and heart) went to my own mother, of course, but also to all the mothers in the world today who no longer have anyone to celebrate them: there are, at this very moment, numerous wars where civilians almost always pay the highest price; there are children lying under…Read more Giuseppe Ungaretti: Giorno per Giorno / Day by day (1940-1946)
Trilussa: Mania de persecuzzione / Perrsecution complex
What is about dictators that make them so touchy, so paranoid? It’s as if, for them, their own shadows are out to get them; so they ban, censor, limit, arrest, deport, destroy…because it's very hard to be on the wrong side of history: people may notice. This is the first thing I thought of when…Read more Trilussa: Mania de persecuzzione / Perrsecution complex
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