August 10. Check for Calabria.
August 11. The extreme lands have always fascinated me and Calabria is one of them, what still amazes me is the time spent in certain environments, starting with his physical nature. The train, exceeded Praia a Mare and Scalea then, approaches and Cetraro Acquappesa, the country where I host more than forty years ago a friend and companion (even in a political sense), who studied at the Faculty of Economy Bocconi: Emilio Orsino. His father Homer (un nome che dice già tutto), era noto in paese perché durante il ventennio fascista finiva in galera ogni volta che un gerarca si faceva vedere lì o nei dintorni. Era, allora una prassi consolidata e in quell’Italia assai simile a quella di oggi, accadeva anche ad altri: quello che accadeva probabimente soltanto a lui era di finire in galera ogni anno anche il Primo di Maggio, quando esponeva puntualmente la bandiera rossa con la falce e il martello alle finestre di casa sua, per la disperazione della moglie. Omero lo ricordo come un uomo silenzioso, austero, un contadino dallo sguardo fiero, autoritario e autorevole, sempre gentile, stimato in tutto il paese. Era il patriarca, con qualcosa di omerico come il suo nome. Il figlio, per ribellarsi to such a father, had not passed away, but had chosen as its niche Bordiguism politics, current ultra-minority of Italian communism, en-route and even with Trotzskj trotzkjsmo internazinale, closed in on itself as its leader. The discussiani among them were a joke: My friend and left with a tirade that lasted five minutes, diurante which the father impassibille, Contin to look in the same space as if thinking of something else. Then, taking advantage of a moment of interruption in the flow of speech filial, place a line that looked like a sort of blast and lightning fast, which always posed a fundamental question, which showed that he knew well all the matter and master all very well the reasons for the contrasts within the Italian Communist Party in the crucial years that are the foundation of Gramsci's arrest in '22. Emilio, his son, did not respond immediately, in turn, ended in a tense silence, and then start again the next day.
I look out the window, and think about all this and recognize the beaches, even the one where we went together, a small cove with a ruined castle on top and a small island in front, within swimming. Now, as the train approaches in Lamezia Terme, I wonder what happened to him, Emilio, my fellow student and academic struggles, he returned to Calabria after graduation and never met.
August 13. It takes a journalist, another tell. One is not enough, they need to introduce another look, at the bottom of the modern novel is simply a multiplication of looks. It is the mirror broke the real news, but the infinity of points of view, which corresponds to the amplification of the cultures and the possibility of mutual translation. Pessoa was only able to see a different opportunity than the fragmentation. The subject may multiply rather than fragmented, giving rise to a proliferation of different points of view that he embodied so brilliant in its heteronyms ortonimo and himself.
August 16. I'm so happy to have been able to talk about a day like yesterday ... not often able to stage an event like that, even for a writer with the wildest imagination.
August 17. It was a very confusing day marked by contradictory movements that cancel out each other, seemed to witness a gag in which each of the actors moving in different directions, but then all went more or less the same points without suspecting each other. The comedy is a series of misunderstandings and chained finished the complexity, probably, is nothing if not an endless series of misunderstandings not chained, but maybe that is the day before departure and le partenze sono sempre caotiche.
18 Agosto. Ritorno a Roma, la città è ancora ferragostana e le strade sono vuote specialmente quelle di grande traffico come la Cristoforo Colombo. Speriamo che non ci sia qualche corsa natturna clandestina quando me ne tornerò a casa.
1 Settembre. Milano è assolata ed estiva quanto mai. A sera il tramonto è davvero di una bellezza che non ci si aspetterebbe.
2 Settembre. Una lettura pubblica è un evento da preparare con grande rigore. Un tempo pensavo che la poesia fosse soltanto per la lettura solitaria, poi il mio punto di vista è cambiato radicalmente e oggi so che lettura pubblica e libro sono due forze di uguale potenza che devono fronteggiarsi e declinarsi in each of us. The poem began as oral tradition at its best, music, other genres like this before, and the storytelling as we say this definition is misleading because that story had an oral poetic meter, and a measure was not a story as we understand it now.
September 6. Ilsole declines earlier than the weather cools and guides us gently into the upcoming autumn. In the city it is time to return.
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