Leave no balconies where you can climb; nor milk-white bosoms where you can rest; nor wine cups while the wine is sweet
03 August 2009 TN 7 Year 1
Walking around the city with the poet Maurizio Cucchi, among cigarette stubs, pants at the knees and post-modern beggars
06 July 2009 TN 6 Year 1
The poet Giampiero Neri, great observer and bard of nature, discusses about the intelligence of dogs
01 June 2009 TN 5 Year 1
Unbeknown to us, in our bedrooms incredible and terrible rapes take place. In comparison, Sodoma looks like the Vatican
04 May 2009 TN 4 Year 1
As you rest beside me, I lean over and by your face I catch hold of sleep the way one wick catches hold of another wick's flame
06 April 2009 TN 3 Year 1
The branches grow out of me, like arms. An intense lyric of one of the greatest actors of the twentieth
02 March 2009 TN 2 Year 1
An evocative excerpt by James Lloyd Carr, the famous author of A month in the country. We can continue to insist, but we will have never what seemed ours to always
02 February 2009 TN 1 Year 1