It was an old dream of Joseph Brodsky, the Russian-born poet, American Nobel laureate and Italophile, that scholars, artists and writers should have a chance to live and work in…
*** You taught me how to heat the stove, Admire fire, walk the mountains, Petrarca’s songs, To recognise the herbs, That even in the midst of human hell There is…
*** The room we stand in now Is full of desire, Of the desire in these Oversized almond eyes, Of the desire that leaves Watermarks of Nature - The great…
On the 3rd of March, LUCA School of Arts (Ghent/Brussels) organised a PhD seminar 'Intercultural Artistic Research’, where I got a chance to reflect on my experiments with symphonism and…
*** Who is my translator In this foreign world? Will I ever cross The thermal baths Of Bagno Vignoni With a burning candle Consecrated To love on Earth? Is it…
*** I became immune To rains, Old photographs, Pine needles Under my feet - all fleeting contents, To perpetual good-byes to objects and people, The species of strawberry I buy…
We had some lovely news from San Paolo today! The film by Sara Maino “Marine Elegy” has been shortlisted for the Festival Rnab (Revelando Novos Atores Brasileiros - 2022). The…
*** Besides the poems, What do I like to do? Hmmm... Hunting! Hunting your eyes, of course, To ward off homesickness. They are my horse-drawn vehicles On rutted and foggy…
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