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A game of chess simply looking













"My nerves are bad tonight. Yes, bad. Stay with me.

"Speak to me. Why do you never speak. Speak.

"What are you thinking of? What thinking? What?

"I never know what you are thinking. Think."

I think we are in rats' alley

Where the dead men lost their bones.

"What is that noise?"

The wind under the door.

"What is that noise now? What is the wind doing?"

Nothing again nothing.

"Do

"You know nothing? Do you see nothing? Do you remember

"Nothing?"

I remember

Those are pearls that were his eyes.

"Are you alive, or not? Is there nothing in your head?"

But

O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag--

It's so elegant

So intelligent

"What shall I do now? What shall I do?"

"I shall rush out as I am, and walk the street

"With my hair down, so. What shall we do tomorrow?

"What shall we ever do?"

The hot water at ten.

And, if it rains, a closed car at four.

And we shall play a game of chess,

Pressing lidless eyes and waiting for a knock upon the door.

"Ho i nervi a pezzi stasera. Sì, a pezzi. Resta con me.
Parlami. Perché non parli mai? Parla.
A che stai pensando? Pensando a cosa? A cosa?
Non lo so mai a cosa stai pensando. Pensa."

Penso che siamo nel vicolo dei topi
Dove i morti hanno perso le ossa.

"What is that noise?"
The wind under the door.
"And now what is that noise? What is the wind doing?"
Nothing again nothing.

And you do not know
"Nothing?" Do you see anything? Forgot
Nothing? "

I remember Those are pearls that were his eyes.
"Are you alive or not? Nothing in your head?"

But
0 0 0 0 Shakespeherian That Rag ...

so elegant So intelligent
"What shall I do now?" What shall I do? "
"I shall rush out as I am, and walk the street
"With my hair down, so. What shall we do tomorrow?
" What shall we ever? "
The hot water at ten.
And if it rains, a closed car at four.
and play a game of chess ,
Pressing lidless eyes, waiting for a knock at the door.

From TS Eliot, A game of Chess, in The Waste Land , BUR, Milano 1982, p. 91. € 7, 23. (The translation is, however, taken by a couple of sites, because I go a bit 'in a hurry. However, the one of the BUR, Alessandro Serpieri, is better, and still believe that more careful in' apparatus critical. )

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"The rapid rise of the stock also has to do, I fear, with confidence in our language; recently, the contours of real wars and other barbarities have been betrayed by the words, perhaps, we hope to find the truth just by looking. "


From R. Adams, The beauty in photography , Boringhieri Bollati, Torino 1995, p. 23.

(The shot above is my San Martino di Castrozza at the outdoor concert by Vinicio Capossela, with Paevl)

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You can lick it?

"Io capisco che esistono due tipi diversi di amore. C'è l'amore che dura per sempre. L'amore del matrimonio coi figli che crescono e si fanno la varicella e la scarlattina, con la vacanza al mare con la roulotte e il mutuo agevolato per la casa. E poi c'è l'amore che è una cosa di un attimo. E' come quando casca una stella cadente, che pure se sei uno scienziato che studia lo spazio pure tu esprimi il desiderio. Per quell'attimo che casca la stella, non ti metti a fare le teorie sulle stelle spaziali. Davanti a quella stella pensi al tuo desiderio come quando eri ragazzino. E io capisco che l'amore mio e di Marinella è proprio di questo tipo, l'amore di un attimo. Capisco che prima che Marinella smette di ridere I will have to ask you something. Only one in our love that lasts a second. I have to ask before you stop laughing or else my love will be forever shattered, shooting star will already fall.
ask him if "I can lick? naked ... I can lick you?"
But she replied that "... no. It makes me sick if you lick me." It stops laughing. "

From Celestine A., The Black Sheep , Einaudi, Torino 2006.