Words circuit (not made words)
Anthology New Brew nr. 4
Brew Editrice, Roma, 2010.
Pages 150, Euro 18.00
The anthology "Words circuit Brew Editrice in Rome, collects items Domenico Cipriano, Stelvio Di Spigno, Francesco Filia, Antonio Fiori, Lucetta Frisa, Anton Pasterius, Raffaele Piazza Urraro Raffaele, Joseph Giuseppe Vetromile and Vigilante. Raffaele Piazza, who is also the curator anthology, Each author presents and identifies a path that, despite its specificity, it seems to enroll in a common quest, it seems to look at a more or less tense experimentation to overcome the Italian lyric tradition and elegiac, in favor of a concrete word, living witness to new times and new places, sign and file. Domenico Cipriano in reference to a place or time - be it real or mental disability does not matter - it is only instinct of belonging. Country landscape and are reunited in a dreamlike, almost metaphysical. Each trip is in all respects cultural acquisition. Now individual invention, or to represent the collective, the duality-country landscape is revealed for deprivation or displacement. Nature and culture, immanence and transcendence, subject and object, alternate and switch places on each occasion, the roles are reversed at each return ( I turn on the valley / and become slot / S. Paulo on / with the world over my eyes / and above all I thought ). Space animated in the years to Spigno Stelvio is the theater of a world without a name or several times. You are in the balance between inside and outside, between heaven and hell, waiting for someone to call us, the anxiety of not being able to recognize. And for Frank Filia relationship with nature and with each other inside and outside of us, is always filtered through a glass, with a skin. There is always a border, even invisible, a horizon that is an invitation and a limit. As a translucent wall - to quote the title of the poem presented here - that binds us together / e is at pains to distance . And then, more than just a crack, just a wound. Of the authors who participated in this collective work, Antonio Flowers is perhaps the most classical. Almost obsessed with finding an impossible symmetry, from the enjoyment of harmony which in hindsight can only be reached for waivers for subsequent divisions, as in seeds ( I am finding to love / the middle of things / /-i demigods of mythology / person made by the division / / i-half lines where / meeting everything in the / /-hemispheres of the world / maps in infinite / / and then human love / / half-apple / that of Plato). If Lucetta Frisa reworks the themes of childhood and of eros, madness and memory, dreams and death, using solutions of figurative violence ( See, I live with a knife / inside the stomach), Anton Pasterius aims instead to a lightness, clarity, albeit precarious, uncertain and provisional. For this it feeds stereotypes, they reverse the background of a quiet - and somewhat unconventional - that everyday life is anything but reassuring ( small steps shy / tracking / calm and prudent / happiness ). When Raffaele Piazza invites us to follow a hyperbolic travel between conscious and unconscious, calls the reader to interact with the text groped for the reconstruction of a history of which fragments remain scattered, unreliable evidence, desires and fears, memories of which we can not trust ( a pen and paper / to have the mosaic of the field / / coordinates in my mind and body, / to strip her and play ). Stretches, tears, pieces of a puzzle. Many authors, many ways of writing and design writing. If you choose a style Raffaele Urraro floor ( looking for you in the ways of the mind / where a thought can be born or die / or cash flows of the heart that harmony / disharmony with its ever ), Giuseppe Vetromile prefer longer lines and vaguely metaphorical ( Forget, my soul, the usual round of spending ). With a verse clear, fluid, sometimes bright, close the anthology Joseph Vigilante ( I can chase the innocence? Stop looking, stop word ). An anthology so full of wonderful discoveries and confirmations happy.
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