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/

Dina Ferri

"The heavy grey fog shrouds the distant hills which seem to become one with the low menacing sky from which light snow flakes sometimes fall, and which, swept by the cold northern winds, float in the air like the petals of almond blossoms..." https://paralleltexts.blog/2015/05/10/quaderno-del-nullaa-notebook-of-nothings-by-dina-ferri-2/ https://paralleltexts.blog/tag/dina-ferri/