THREE SECONDS OF HEAVEN: Romance, by Sigitas Parulskis

THREE SECONDS OF HEAVEN Imagine a very short time, three seconds, in fact, your time suspended in the blue, the air that caresses you, waiting for your parachute opens. Robertas is the protagonist of the novel, and in the pages of this novel you find the memories of his military life, but also the love for Mary. Like any dive, …

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: – Circles in the water, by Francoise Hardy

DES RONDS DANS L’EAU Tu commenças ta vie, tout au bord d’un ruisseau. Tu vécus de ces bruits, qui courent dans les roseaux, qui montent des chemins, que filtrent les taillis. Les ailes du moulin, les cloches de midi soulignant d’un sourire, la chanson d’un oiseau. Tu prenais des plaisirs, à faire des ronds dans l’eau. Aujourd’hui tu ballottes, dans …

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EVENING HARMONY: Poetry, by Charles Baudelaire

HARMONIE DU SOIR Voici venir les temps où vibrant sur sa tige. Chaque fleur s’évapore ainsi qu’un encensoir; Les sons et les parfums tournent dans l’air du soir; Valse mélancolique et langoureux vertige! Chaque fleur s’évapore ainsi qu’un encensoir; Le violon frémit comme un cÅ“ur qu’on afflige; Valse mélancolique et langoureux vertige! Le ciel est triste et beau comme un …

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WHEN THE MUSIC BECOMES POETRY: I stay here, by Ornella Vanoni

IO MI FERMO QUI Come un sasso che l’acqua tira giù, io mi perdo nel blu degli occhi tuoi. La mia libertà io non la voglio più, io amo il bianco e tu sei candida. Sì, io mi fermo qui, qui dove vivi tu. No, più non cercherò un altro nido, ormai. Tu sei l’acqua, dopo il fuoco io non …

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SOUL IN LOVE: In prose book, by Alda Merini

SOUL IN LOVE “You do not know: there are birches and night stand their roots, and you never would believe that at night the trees are walking or become dreams. Do you think that in a tree is a violin of love. Do you think a tree sings and laughs. Do you think a tree is in a crevasse and …

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BE TRUE MAYBE WHAT YOU SAY: Poetry, by Carlo Porta

BE TRUE MAYBE WHAT YOU SAY It may be true what you say, that Milan is a country that puts nausea, that the air is unhealthy, wet, thick, and we are the suckers Milan. However, my dear Mr. Monsù are thirteen years I observe one thing: that when these gentlemen plant here in this pit, those blessed roots, not washed …

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ROMOLA: Romance, by George Eliot

ROMOLA This famous English writer, she loved very much Florence, so much to write a novel from the misleading title (Romola), a historical novel set in Renaissance. By reading, you will know the story of a year that changed the history of the world: The 1492 is the year of the discovery of America, the year he died Lorenzo de …

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THE TOWN: Poetry, by Pablo Neruda

THE TOWN And when in the Palazzo Vecchio, looking like an agave stone, climbed the worn steps, crossed the ancient rooms, and a worker came to see me, boss of the city, the old river, the houses cut as in moonstone, I’m not me They surprised: the majesty of the people governed. And I looked behind his mouth wires dazzling …

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