#poetesse italiane

[pier-carlo-universe]

Di giorno in giorno di Ada Negri: frammenti di vita tra poesia e prosa. Recensione di Alessandria today

Un'opera intima e suggestiva che cattura le impressioni di un'anima sensibile

Un’opera intima e suggestiva che cattura le impressioni di un’anima sensibile Ada Negri, con Di giorno in giorno, pubblicato nel 1932, ci regala una raccolta di brevi storie e istantanee, in cui la realtà si trasforma in poesia attraverso la prosa. L’autrice, con il suo stile evocativo e profondo, cattura momenti di vita, ricordi e impressioni di viaggio, conducendo il lettore in un percorso…

[marcogiovenale]

8 ottobre 2024, varsavia: "ri-materializzazione del linguaggio"

Il progetto Ri-Materializzazione del linguaggio, a cura di Cristiana Perrella e Andrea Viliani con Vittoria Pavesi, intende restituire lo spirito e la memoria di una mostra epocale, Materializzazione del linguaggio, tenutasi nel 1978 nell’ambito della XXXVIII Biennale di Venezia, a cura dell’artista, poetessa e performer Mirella Bentivoglio (Klagenfurt, 1922-Roma, 2017). Dedicata alle ricerche…

[gregor-samsung]

“ Il mio grande amico, quand’ero piccola, fu il mio cane Murò. Murò era un «setter laverac focato», come diceva papà con compiacimento. Era figlio di Maura, la cagna del veterinario. Murò era dolce e discreto, paziente nei giochi come papà stesso. La sua fronte pensierosa esprimeva lo sforzo costante di comprendere, di prevenire. In molte fotografie Murò appare come il mio custode. In una è accanto a me, nell’orto, seduto sulle zampe di dietro, il collo eretto; è fiero, consapevole della sua dignità. C’è una somiglianza tra il cane e la bambina. Entrambi hanno sulla fronte – rigida e scura quella di lui, bianca e convessa quella della bambina – un leggero corrugamento, un’ombra di malinconia. Ma l’occhio di Murò è fisso, intrepido ed ingenuo come quello di una recluta, mentre gli occhi della bambina sembrano rivolti a considerar qualcosa di lontano e preoccupante. Anche Murò era stato, come tutti, giovane e gaglioffo. Una volta mangiò tutti i «tomini» che uno di Boves aveva portato. I cacciatori prima cosa dicevano di lui: – Questo è il cane a cui piacciono i tomini di Boves! Si prendevano questa confidenza, ma sapevano bene come Murò fosse prezioso alla caccia, e avevano per lui grande considerazione: ne parlavano con quella gravità affettuosa che osservavo nei cacciatori quando lodavano i loro cani.

Sovente la mamma ed io seguivamo papà e Murò a caccia, specie agli uccelli, lungo il Cant. Per quel genere inferiore di caccia il cane era d’impaccio e io dovevo trattenere Murò. In quei momenti Murò non era certo dolce, ma diventava anche piú bello. Dava strattoni, tendeva la testa selvaggiamente, attirato da un richiamo che pareva farlo uscire di sé. Io lo stringevo attorno al collo con le mie braccia di bambina, mi appendevo al suo collare. Quante volte Murò mi trascinò tra gli sterpi ed i sassi, di peso: gemendo lui di desiderio, io di impotenza. Dopo, mentre lui ansava trafelato, lo abbracciavo con tenerezza e gli toglievo a una a una le lappole e le pagliuzze. Diventò vecchio e negli ultimi tempi era sordo e quasi cieco. Urtava nelle gambe dei tavoli, camminava a testa bassa, chiuso in sé e avvilito. Papà disse che l’avrebbe mandato per un certo tempo presso un allevatore dove l’avrebbero curato. Fui distratta da altre cose? Ho potuto sorvolare su quella perdita? Siccome non ricordo il momento in cui dovetti capire che non avrei piú rivisto Murò; peggio, che qualcuno doveva averlo finito. (È possibile che l’abbia dimenticato proprio perché ne soffersi molto; che abbia voluto fuggire quel pensiero). “

Lalla Romano, La penombra che abbiamo attraversato, Einaudi, 1964¹; pp. 108-109.

[italian-lit-tournament]

Italian literature tournament - Third round.

Propaganda in support of the authors is accepted, you can write it both in the tag if reblog the poll (explaining maybe that is propaganda and you want to see posted) or in the comments. Every few days it will be recollected and posted here under the cut.

Propaganda for Gaspara Stampa by @machiavellli (I presume is propaganda even if isn't specifically written, if you want that I cancel it just tell me)

The epitaph that Gaspara wrote for her grave:

Gaspara Stampa, who died at only 30 years old, represents with her Rhymes one of the richest collections lyrics of Italian petrarchism, one of the few comparable for number of texts on the model of the Petrarch Canzoniere.

Her that transformed her loved one from a miracle received directly from God to the original sin. Her who was knew for her beautiful voice and strong presence in the Venetian literature society. Her who never married, who never moved from that shaking lover although she went through new relationships. Her who made her way into society by her, her mother and sister’s strength alone, no man involved. Her who died by an hysteric crisis, by the pain of her convulsions, by the pain of her emotions. Her who had a religion crisis and almost ended in a cult. Her who was defined by Luisa Bergamo as the major poetess of the Renaissance. Her who brought petrarchism to an extreme, never seen before. Her that never hid away from her Protestant beliefs. Her that never saw the light of her beautiful work put together.

Her that could have been forgotten, but still stands through the scattered works that we have left.

sì ch’io miri solo in te, te solo ami, te sospiri

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so that I gaze on you alone, love only you, and sigh— for you

• CCCVIII

I could be quoting you each one of her works, but that still won’t be enough, because her work are meant to be lived not be briefly tasted.

Vote for Gaspara, for her humanity, for her talent, for her bravery.

Every vote is a slap in the face of Collaltino, help a girl have revenge.

[from-a-spiders-web]

Jacques-Louis David - The Poetess Sappho, before 1825 Tito Conti - An Italian Beauty, 1880

[valthepoetess]

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Call Of Duty Oc: Saturna Cloudford - Basic info

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Birth name: Saturna Cloudford Conetti

Aka: “Sat” – “Poetess”

Rank: First Lieutenant

Other: Paramedic Rescue Leader

Age: 28 y/o

Nationality: American

Date of birth: March 22, 1996

Place of birth: Queens, NY, USA

Eye color: Black

Hair color: Black, wavy

Height: 5'9" / 1.75 cm

Weight: 60kg approx.

RH: A+

Ethnicity: Mixed (American-Italian)

Native language: English

Other(s): Italian, Spanish, French.

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About Saturna:

Saturna is currently a 28-year-old woman, with short, dark wavy hair that is very difficult to deal with, just as her mother told her, "hair reflects personality." She is 5'9'' (1.75 cm) tall, with a usually athletic build, although not very defined. She has quite expressive and dark eyes, a round nose and her upper lip is larger than the lower one (as if they were inverted). Thin and fine eyebrows, and a light brown complexion. Don't forget his tattoos, the most recognizable is a small tattoo of a carnation on his chest (🏵) She also has the logo of her favorite band (Måneskin) tattooed on the back of her neck, and a star design on her lower back.

Scars: She has most of her scars on her arms (with which she protects herself) and knees (with which she falls to the ground many times), a long scar on her abdomen, a circular burn on her right forearm.

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★ Favorite bands: Måneskin, Bikini Kill, GRLwood, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Mommy Long Legs, Insane Clown Posses, Foo Fighters, Mother Mother, Ghost (yea), Arctic Monkeys.

★ Favorite singers: Doja Cat, Dolly Parton, Adele, Tyler The Creator, Kali Uchis, Doechii, Bob Marley, Pinkpantheress, Shakira, Bad Bunny, A$AP Rocky, Kendrick Lamar, Childish Gambino.

★ Favorite series: Brooklyn 99th, The Law And Order SVU, Lupin, NCIS, Chicago Med, Chicago Fire, Dr. House, Sex and the City, WandaVision, Loki, Moonknight.

★ Favorite hobbies: Singing in the shower, dancing whenever she has the opportunity, eating, telling jokes, smoke, reading (a lot), going for a run.

★ At Columbia (University in NY) she was in a rock band called "Confession", she was the lead vocalist.

★ She knows how to play the acoustic and electric guitar.

★ She knows how to rap fluently (mostly cause she always speaks very fast)

★ She loves makeup, and always uses that black makeup around her eyes that simulate a star.

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Personality:

She has always been outgoing and friendly, exuding self-confidence and mostly good humor. She is kind, thoughtful and passionate, determined in everything she does. She considers herself an activist and has quite liberal morals, although politics is not something she likes very much, she is always up for a debate. She loves to talk, and let's say more than usual. She considers herself an atheist, not a believer in any god per se, but she believes that there is some powerful force that governs everything equally, she considers it the universe. She is agile, flexible and good at hand-to-hand combat, quick to think and skilled at making decisions under pressure. Despite her work, or her life in general, what identifies her is her relaxed and unflappable attitude towards things, she is not someone who gets stressed easily, and she has carried that within her since the beginning of her life. (…)

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Draws!

[pics-by-bard]

~ Cimitero Monumentale di Milano, 7/04/2024

Famous italian people/families tombs inside the cemetery (left to right, top to bottom) pt 1:

Antonio Bernocchi (entrepreneur, founder of my high school)

Fam. Feltrinelli (founder of the famous bookshop chain "Librerie Feltrinelli")

Fam. Bocconi (Ferdinando Bocconi founded the Università Commerciale Luigi Bocconi in honour of his son)

Francesco Hayez (painter)

Alda Merini (poetess), Milla Sannoner (actress), Giorgio Gaber (musician, songwriter and many more) and Antonio Maspes (cyclist)

Magda Olivero (opera singer), Vincenzo "Enzo" Jannacci (musician, songwriter, doctor and many more) and Giorgio Gaslini (pianist and composer)

Salvatore Quasimodo (poet)

Carla Fracci (dancer)

Alessandro Manzoni (writer and poet, author of the first historical novel of Italy "I Promessi Sposi")

[klimt7]

Questa sera su

RaiUno Rai

Alda Merini, una delle più grandi poetesse italiane, ha lasciato un segno indelebile nel mondo della poesia. Nata a Milano nel 1931, la sua vita è stata segnata da una serie di alti e bassi, tra cui periodi di malattia mentale e ricoveri in ospedale. Nonostante queste difficoltà, Merini ha prodotto una vasta gamma di poesie che esplorano temi come l’amore, la sofferenza, la bellezza e la spiritualità.

Quelle come me

“Quelle come me regalano sogni, anche a costo di rimanerne prive.

Quelle come me donano l’anima, perché un’anima da sola è come una goccia d’acqua nel deserto.

Quelle come me tendono la mano

ed aiutano a rialzarsi pur correndo il rischio

di cadere a loro volta.

Quelle come me guardano avanti

anche se il cuore rimane sempre

qualche passo indietro.

Quelle come me cercano un senso

all’esistere e quando lo trovano

tentano d’insegnarlo a chi

sta solo sopravvivendo.

Quelle come me quando amano

è per sempre e quando smettono d’amare

è solo perché piccoli frammenti di essere

giacciono inermi nelle mani della vita.

Quelle come me inseguono un sogno

quello di essere amate per ciò che sono

e non per ciò che si vorrebbe fossero.

Quelle come me girano il mondo

alla ricerca di quei valori che, ormai

sono caduti nel dimenticatoio dell’anima.

Quelle come me vorrebbero cambiare

ma il farlo comporterebbe nascere di nuovo.

Quelle come me urlano in silenzio

perché la loro voce non si confonda

con le lacrime.

Quelle come me sono quelle cui tu riesci

sempre a spezzare il cuore perché sai

che ti lasceranno andare via senza chiederti

nulla.

Quelle come me amano troppo

pur sapendo che, in cambio

non riceveranno altro che briciole.

Quelle come me si cibano di quel poco

e su di esso, purtroppo, fondano

la loro esistenza.

Quelle come me passano inosservate

ma sono le uniche che ti ameranno davvero.

Quelle come me sono quelle che nell’autunno

della tua vita, rimpiangerai per tutto ciò

che avrebbero potuto darti e che tu

non hai voluto…”

.

[damayantia]

welcome DAMAYANTI ‘DAMIATA’ SIVASANKAR. you hail from VIJAYANAGARA and have been risen to the position of a COURTESAN. you are a member of the house of COLONNA and will go down in history as the MUSE. though you are CONDESCENDING & CALLOUS, you are blessed with being BEGUILING and DISCERNING.

links.  character  study  /  playlist  /  pinterest  /  threads

━━ BASIC INFO.

NAME:  damayanti  sivasankar  NICKNAME:  damiata,  dami  AGE:  thirty-eight  PLACE OF BIRTH:  vijayanagara  IMPERIUM:  rome  GENDER:  cisgender  woman  PRONOUNS:  she/her  ORIENTATION:  bisexual  RELIGION:  shaivism  PARENTS:  sivasankar  vikramaditya  &  bhima devi  SIBLINGS  one  brother  LANGUAGES:  tamil,  telugu,  kannada,  portuguese,  latin  (  fluent  )    urdu,  italian,  french,  arabic  (  conversational  )    english,  mandarin  (  learning  )    spanish  (  reliant on intelligibility from the other romance languages  )    sanskrit,  hindi  (  childhood’s  forgotten  tongues  )  EDUCATION:  private  tutoring  TITLE:  courtesan  INTERESTS:  martial  arts,  poetry,  natural  philosophy,  fine  art   HOBBIES:  swordplay,  archery,  hunting,  singing  LABEL  the  muse

━━ PERSONALITY.

mbti. entp-a  enneagram. 3w2,  the  enchanter  instinct. sx/so  character inspo.  helen,  the  iliad  /  daenerys  targaryen,  a  song  of  ice  and  fire  /  kaeya,  genshin  impact  /  dazai  osamu,  bungou  stray  dogs  /  serval,  honkai:  star  rail

beguiling,  discerning,  mellifluous,  determined

condescending,  callous,  ruthless,  deceptive

━━ SNAPSHOT.

character  study  TBD

known    most    everywhere    through  her  perhaps-scandalous  links  with  the  de  facto  ruler  of  rome,    damayanti    —    also  known  as  damiata    —    is  a  figure  who  confounds  understanding:    a  non-believer  reigning  as  the  queen  of  beauty  in  the  eternal  city,    whose  visage  has  been  writ  by  many  a  roman  artist  in  their  canvas.    she  is  charming  and  witty,    yet  all  her  intelligence  seems  to  be  geared  towards  ensuring  immortality  of  her  fair  form.    she  plays  at  expectations  and  makes  the  crowd  part  of  her    —    not  make  herself  part  of  the  crowd,    which  is  a  very  subtle  yet  important  distinction.    she  could  revel  with  the  drunkards  at  the  taverns  yet  converse  ever  so  delightfully  with  the  bluebloods  in  their  chateaus  and  fortifications.  in  short:    a  woman  of  any  occasion,    or  perhaps  a  woman  of  many  masks.

in    truth,      her  reservation  about  her  past  is  less  a  thing  cultivated  to  incite  curiosity  and  more  just  a  natural  reaction  to  the  plight  that  her  family  experienced  when  she  was  young,    fleeing  another  country  simply  because  they  gambled  wrongly.    she  is  perceptive  yet  deceptive  but  also  endlessly  indecisive:    she  charms  people  to  know  their  secrets,    yet  does  almost  next-to-nothing  with  them,    preferring  to  keep  it  to  herself  to  the  point  of  seeming  fruitlessness.    what’s  important  to  her,    however,    is  that  she  knows  others  yet  others  don’t  know  her:    a  guardedness  borne  from  exile.

━━ TIMELINE.

1392.  a son is born to bhima devi and sivasankar,  the former a renowned poetess and the latter a court adviser in the employ of emperor harihara ii of vijayanagara. 

1394.  damayanti is born to sivasankar and bhima devi.  in the same year,  a portuguese merchant settles in vijayanagara.  he is quickly contracted under the sivasankar household as a languages tutor for the children.  damayanti is educated alongside her brother.

1405.  the death of harihara ii paves the way for virupaksha raya’s accession to the royal throne of vijayanagara.  however,  with the succession disputed by his other brothers,  his reign is short-lived.  virupaksha is eventually murdered by his sons.  having been in the employ of the murdered king,  the sivasankar family looks as if they might share their lord’s fate.  however,  their tutor arranges passage for them alongside him back to portugal.

1406.  having arrived in portugal, the sivasankar household experiences a difficult start in establishing themselves. they sell off their treasured possessions — whatever few they can smuggle with their escape — and begin attempts for a burgeoning mercantile trade, specialising in goods exported from the east.

1413.  with the family having found its footing after many long years,  damayanti takes after her erstwhile tutor and takes up travelling.

142?.  eventually,  she settles in italy.

1432.  she arrives at the court of king charles of france as julius’ courtesan.

━━ PLOTS.

mercantile  links  through  her  family’s  trading  empire,    courts  she  may  have  visited  in  her  travels,    husbands  whose  wives  she’s  slept  with,    wives  who  she’s  seduced,    artists  and  poets  and  other  creatives  she  enamoured,    philosophers  she  discoursed  with,    a  person  she  might  have  unwittingly  insulted,    people  she’s  outraged  over  her  ��artist’s  passions,’    etc.

[pier-carlo-universe]

Benvenuta Patrizia Riello Pera su Alessandria Today!. Una scrittrice poliedrica con una carriera ricca di riconoscimenti internazionali

Siamo lieti di dare il benvenuto su Alessandria Today a Patrizia Riello Pera, scrittrice, poetessa e fumettista con una carriera letteraria di grande prestigio. Il suo ingresso nella nostra comunità arricchirà il panorama culturale con il suo talento e la sua esperienza.

Una nuova firma per Alessandria Today.Siamo lieti di dare il benvenuto su Alessandria Today a Patrizia Riello Pera, scrittrice, poetessa e fumettista con una carriera letteraria di grande prestigio. Il suo ingresso nella nostra comunità arricchirà il panorama culturale con il suo talento e la sua esperienza. Nata a Padova nel 1969, Patrizia Riello Pera ha esordito come scrittrice nel 1987,…

[lordmartiya]

Many to this day speak of nationalism, their country, their people, and so on. Problem is, they have no idea how artificial many of these divisions are. Something I, as a history buff, am actually familiar, and can provide a little anecdote about.

The year is 1912, the Ottoman Empire just lost the battle for control of the island of Lesbos (yes, it exists. The ancient Greek homoerotic poetess Sappho was born there. Now you know the origins of two words, moving on) to Greece, that since its independence in 1822 had aimed to reclaim all territories historically and currently inhabited by Greeks, including this island close to the Anatolian coast. It's said that in a village the local children came to gawk at the newly arrived Greek troops, who asked what they were looking at. The children said they were looking at the Greeks, and when the troops pointed out they were Greeks themselves they replied "No, we're Romans". Because, to paraphrase what Clemens von Metternich said about Italy in his time, until the Greek War of Independence Greece was a geographical expression, just a place inhabited by Romans who happened to speak a language derived from Ancient Greek rather than Latin, and the ethnic identity of "Greeks" was revived PRECISELY for the war of independence, as it was easier to entice the Great Powers to help with the memory of Ancient Greece rather than using the name of Rome (that the West had arbitrarily denied them to both delegitimize the Eastern Roman Empire and legitimize the Holy Roman Empire). I'm also told that many in Greece still use Romioi and Romaic as secondary names for their people and their language (what the West calls "Modern Greek" or simply "Greek"), Greeks outside Greece often still maintain Roman identity if their community originated before Greek independence, and in Turkish the term "Rum" is currently used for Greeks outside the Greek state (and until relatively recently was the self-identification of many Turks, by right of conquest of the Eastern Roman Empire and of living in the lands formerly of said empire).

I am also aware that I myself tend to precise Italian-AMERICAN about US nationals that identify themselves as Italians. It's quite possibly another arbitrary distinction, but considering most of them don't speak the language, don't get much of Italian culture, and hold the descendance bit well above what most in Continental Europe generally do, they don't really look like the Italians I see in Italy beyond the names.

[libidomechanica]

To gatherd at last, my Silvia;

For our specially as an article the hill, then down to see my joys three days are like flesh; our soul, in it I brought of a goat, and by sea, that, admiring Spleen. To gather’d at last, my Silvia; I confess’ whence,—a parade the edge the virgin- white and weeds and how a young hart: behold, that we may, which beating like name of that maid, and speak the Italian boatman slept this. Mine, mine the Lord! Of course was as people hum it long—the same, give not just now. Just whate’er may betray, through verdurous climb out. Gums and showers and cry’d the great poetess, I would be describe Belinda!

[pocner]

més enllà de tu (2019)

L’espectacle més íntim del Vuitè4ART. Un recital poètic que traspuava bellesa en cada paraula, en cada gest. Varem bandejar els nostres personatges per deixar-nos tocar l’ànima per les veus d’uns quants poetes i poetesses catalans, castellans, anglesos i italians. https://open.spotify.com/embed/playlist/5qpriLT7u64EbGm4YFiKXT?utm_source=generator AQUELLA ORILLA NUESTRA Siempre he defendido el…

[innerdreamercollective]

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[pensierincircles]

It’s been years. Not much of a poetess anymore. Also, I don’t know if I’m still capable of writing in English. Maybe I’ll try. Or I’ll just stick with Italian.

[norise-feliceserino]

Lalla Romano

È donna . È donna l’erba, che sotto la falce s’affloscia e cade. Donna è la vigna, saccheggiata nel sole, calpestata e spremuta. Donna è il campo, dove l’aratro affonda, che s’imbratta di seme. Donna è il mare, perpetuamente vergine e infecondo: donna è sterile luna, informe nube. (da “Costellazione parallela. Poetesse italiane del Novecento”, a cura di Isabella Leardini, Vallecchi,…