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Valerio Magrelli – Amo i gesti imprecisi / I Love Uncertain Gestures

By booksofart / - Italians / dance, play

Ernst Ludwig Kirchner, Dancing couple, 1914 I love uncertain gestures:someone stumbles, someone elsebangs his glasscan’t remember,gets distracted or the sentinelcan’t stop the slightflicker of his lashes-they matter to mebecause in them I see the wobbling,the familiar rattle ofthe broken mechanism.The whole object makes no sound,has no voice, only moves.But here the apparatus,the play of parts, …

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Arturo Onofri – Marzo

By booksofart / - Italians / Idyll, play, spring

John William Waterhouse, A song of springtime, 1913 Con in bocca un fil d’erba primaticcio,Marzo è un fanciullo in ozio, a cavalcionisul vento che separa due stagioni;e zufolando, fa, per suo capriccio,con strafottenti audacie,il tempo che gli piace. Do you know this poem in English? Please contact me Go back to album – Italians

Corrado Govoni – La trombettina / The little trumpet

By booksofart / - Italians / mask, music, play, spring, youth

Edward Atkinson Hornel, Idyl in spring, 1905 All that is leftof the magic of the fair:is this little trumpet,of blue and green tin,blown by a girlas she walks, barefoot, through the fields.But within its forced noteare all the clowns, white ones and red ones,the band all dressed in gaudy gold,the merry-go-round, the calliope, the lights.Just …

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Ernest Hemingway – Tutti gli eserciti sono uguali / All armies are the same

By booksofart / - Various / play, war

Otto Dix, The Skat Players (Card Playing War Invalids), 1920 All armies are the samePublicity is fameArtillery makes the same old noiseValor is an attribute of boysOld soldiers all have tired eyesAll soldiers hear the same old liesDead bodies always have drawn flies. Tutti gli eserciti sono ugualiè quel che sembra e non quel che …

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Ibycus (Ibico) – Fragment 11

By booksofart / Ancient Greek Poets / animal, Love poems, play

John Singer Sargent, Apollo and the Muses, 1921 Eros’ eyes have stunned me againwith a melting glance from beneath his darkenedlids; he uses every spell to entangle me in the Cyprian’s endlessnet. Seeing him approach, I shudder, like an aging horse, a champion charioteer, yoked to his speedy car and reluctantly nearing the gate. Ancora Eros!Sotto ciglia azzurre …

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Aldo Palazzeschi – Ara Mara Amara

By booksofart / Aldo Palazzeschi / garden, play, summer

Ditz, Playing cards, c. 2000 At the foot of the slope among the tall cypress, there is a small meadow. There in that shade are three old women playing dice. They never raise their heads for a moment, nor do they change their places any day. On their knees, on the grass, they stay in …

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Valerio Magrelli – Amo i gesti imprecisi / I Love Uncertain Gestures

Arturo Onofri – Marzo

Corrado Govoni – La trombettina / The little trumpet

Ernest Hemingway – Tutti gli eserciti sono uguali / All armies are the same

Ibycus (Ibico) – Fragment 11

Aldo Palazzeschi – Ara Mara Amara

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