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will head to Piazza di Spagna

will head to Piazza di Spagna

will be a clear sky.

roads were opened on the hill of pines and stone. The tumult of the streets

will not change that air stops.

flowers sprayed fountains of colors

ogle women as

fun. Stairs

terraces swallows

sing in the sun.

S'aprirà that road,

stones sing, my heart beat

wincing as the water in the fountains - this will be the voice

that will increase your scale. The windows will

the smell of stone and air

morning. S'aprirà a door.

The tumult of the streets will be the heart of the turmoil in the light

lost.

Will you be - firm and clear.

Cesare Pavese Pavese

I have always appreciated, but I knew most of his work by the narrator as a poet. I thought, mistakenly, that's more the little 'I had read to understand the essence, but I was wrong. The verses just reported
struck me from the first moment.
(Maybe because they remind me a wonderful day "Roman" lived a few years ago ... or maybe because me know about them discover it was a person who really appreciate and that has always managed to move towards the most beautiful discoveries in the world of reading .. ..)
Maybe the other will not have the same evocative power they have for me, but still, in my opinion, equally beautiful.

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A surprise for my mom ... because the technology today there has been hostile, at least from my blog I hope you can hear this song ...

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you back to reality

Because when the most beautiful projects seem to be a step away from completion, there is always something totally unexpected that makes you 'fall all over him, stopping abruptly in the race in pursuit of that dream, so strongly desired, and leaving you sad, bitter and disappointed?
It was all too simple to be true.
but not defeated! I've said it once: more achievements are the most beautiful spirals, and finally suffered deeply deserve ... It's just, again, to postpone ...


PS In desperation post-collapse-of-dreams I've had a look at my daily horoscope:

Aries
Surrender yourself to the flow of events and situations without forcing too much work, so things are going smoothly. Someone will come to bother you in a moment of rest, someone will ask you to understand, someone will push you to react. Anyway, tomorrow wait for important decisions.

We hope that the "going as it should "amounts to" fit "!

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Sweet dream

E 'for some weeks that I have found the curiosity and passion for the magic of cartoons Disney
Stories ... now you do not tell more, but with whom I grew up and that a child enchanted me every time as if it were the first ...
Lady and the Tramp is one of them and, of course, is between my favorite ...
What place is now one of the scenes, in my opinion, the most tender and romantic to have ever been conceived ... and the soundtrack leaves you speechless ...
After all, every now and then a bit 'of schmaltz is' good for the soul and serves to bring up the morale!

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Verses scattered

The world before my eyes and not just in my heart

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Reflections

usually do not talk about politics, and I state this now, that I will not even now, though, in last few days, some "events" of Italian politics took me back to mind, for an interesting game as strange as a group, the words of one of the books that I loved and I love to read: The Leopard G. Tomasi di Lampedusa.
is aware that only a few have not yet read the passage below, I also decided to post it, and because, in my opinion, one of the masterpieces of our literature, and because I believe it is essential that, in the imagination of every Sicilian, and it is this ingrained ... now more than ever ...
Here are the words of the Prince of Salina to the official Piedmont Chevalley:

"... Now I will not argue if what you did was good or bad, for my part I think a lot was bad, but I want to say You will understand by now that when it was only a year between us: in Sicily do not care to do good or evil, the sin which we Sicilians never forgive is not simply to "do" [...].
Sleep, dear Chevalley, sleep is what Sicilians want, and they hate people who always wants them to wake up, even to bring them the most beautiful gifts, and, between ourselves, I have my serious doubts that the new reign has many gifts for us in trunk.
All events are manifestations Sicilian dream, even the most violent: our sensuality is the desire for oblivion, the gunshots and stab wounds ours, death wish, desire for voluptuous immobility, that is, even death, our laziness, our sorbets of scorsonera or cinnamon, and our meditative aspect is that of anything that wants to peer into the mysteries of nirvana.
It comes from us the excessive power of certain persons, of those who are semi-awake, hence the delay of a century of famous artistic and intellectual Sicilian: news attract us only when we feel dead, unable to give rise to vital currents, hence the incredible phenomenon of the current lineup , at the same time we would venerable myths that if they were really old, but which are nothing more than sinister attempts to dive back into a past that attracts us precisely because he died [...].
are too many because there are exceptions ... On the other hand I see that I have explained myself badly: I said the Sicilians, Sicily, I should add, the environment, climate and landscape. These are the forces together, and perhaps more gl'incongrui foreign domination and that the rapes were the soul: this landscape that ignores the middle ground between the softness and the harshness lascivious damn, that is never mean, relaxing, human, as a country should be made to [...] the home of rational beings.
The violence of the landscape, this cruelty of the climate, this tension continues in every aspect, these monuments, even of the past, magnificent but incomprehensible why not built by us and around us like beautiful ghosts silent, all of these governments, landed in arms from nowhere, now served, soon detested and always misunderstood, who spoke only with works of art for us and enigmatic concretissimi collectors Tax expenditures and elsewhere, all these things have formed our character so that it remains constrained by external fatality well as a terrifying insularity of mind . "

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"The radeau des illusions"

Leafing a newspaper I came across this picture ...
E 'of Rancinan Gérard, a French photographer who did not know ... It' s a remake in a contemporary way, one of the paintings that I love most: The Raft of the Medusa by Théodore Géricault ... a picture that I hope I can soon go to the Louvre to admire ....
In site of the shipwreck of the frigate Jellyfish are here portraits of the survivors today, immigrants and young people off the street ... whatever a glimpse of the world we live in, in fact.
Personally (but it is a trial by secular), I prefer a different type of photography, not "built" and more spontaneous, sparked by the ability who, with a simple click, manage to catch the most extraordinary moments of real life ....
Nevertheless this picture really hit me, leaving me speechless ... and that's why I decided to post it ... It seemed like a provocation, probably forced, but very realistic about some truth now ... Finally, very functional and expressive, the two symbols placed in such distant destinations coveted a few possible "salvation" means the written Hollywood, broken, and Tour Eiffel.
final observation: The title Rancinan gave to his work is "The Raft of the illusions ".... Who would not feel in some way called into question?

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I never posted a video of an advertisement (or a video in general), but I admit to have found this really interesting: "I am the worst conditions to make things extraordinary "... well, I could not be agree!
And then the satisfaction of having posted alone is immeasurable ... Nina Brava!

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And here also my politometro

Turning from the blogs I frequent more often, I found this test political orientation ... I did it out of curiosity, convinced of knowing in advance what would be the result and thinking are not published But even then ... the same thing, which I assumed was so amazing (compared to my usual preconceptions and prejudices) that I could not resist the temptation to post it, thinking that perhaps "someone" could have the pleasure to know have had, once again, right ...

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Finding Montale

Montale is one of the poets I love most.
In reality it was not always like this ... I needed time and careful listening to me even just a small part of his universe ...
Sometimes I considered a real challenge: it was not easy to accept as the elusive reason that led me to these sudden and rapid movements of identification in his poems .... simply because that same reason, a few moments later, took me a thousand miles from what is now considered certain, indisputable, wonderful day ...
Perhaps the ambivalence that arises in me from his poetry and that his could never most obvious are the features that I loved and love in him ...
Montale forces me to a critical revision and acceptance that only the most important meetings in my life I have so far forced ...
Sometimes it is hard to grasp the meaning, but when I can do it, the pleasure that I derived is absolutely incomparable to that achieved by a breakthrough that right now it seemed so clear and so obvious as to leave no room for the endless and wonderful ( undoubtedly harsh, yet so incredibly familiar) paths of the doubt ...
On the other hand, my best victories have always been the most wanted hard and painful ...
Today I had further evidence of this.
After long weeks in which I had lost that indefinable agreement that allowed me to be in tune with those words, so my in the past, has opened a new ray of light ...
And the soft and delicate glimmer I brought it back in a world full of emotions, in which the words juxtaposed to each other are no longer simple letters hendecasyllabic sequences of sounds, but the path length towards the infinite sweetness it's always nice to be able to find, especially after it was deemed to be lost. Carry
then happily discovered the lines today ...
are the verses of the concluding "Item came with coots," one of the last opera de The storm is not limited to:

...
- I thought for you, I reminded
for all. Now return to the skies free
you through. Again this cliff
you try? Yes, beat me
is the same as always, the sea that you joined my
shores from before I had the wings,
does not dissolve. I will remember those brave and even
my son came in with the coots
detach from yours.
memory is not a sin as long as it should. After
is hibernating moles, abjection

that mushrooms on him ... - The wind of the day

confuses the shadow alive and the other still reluctant
in half rejecting
my hands and my breath is broken at the point
dilated
the pit surrounding the shooting of memory.
So unfolds before
bind to images, words, dark sense
reminiscent , vacuum
occupying uninhabited and waiting until ch 's time to
brim of us find ourselves ...