November 27, 2024 6:37 am

NOVELS WITHOUT WORDS: Paul Verlaine, Arlette forgotten

I BELIEVE, THROUGH A WHISPERING This is languorous ecstasy, This is the love fatigue, This is all the thrills of wood Among the embrace breezes, This is, to the gray branches, The chorus of little voices. O frail and fresh murmur! This twitters and whispers, It looks like the soft cry The rough grass expires … You say under water …

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TRIUMPH OF BACCHUS AND ARIADNE > Lorenzo De ‘ Medici

TRIUMPH OF BACCHUS AND ARIADNE   How beautiful is youth, who flees though! Who wants to be happy, either : tomorrow there is no certainty . This is Bacchus and Ariadne is this , beautiful , and the other is one of the burning : because time is running out and deceives , together they are always happy. These nymphs …

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WELCOME TO THE PLACES OF PIERO

Thank you for having accepted my invitation to travel. This weekend, I return with great joy – with you – in places particularly dear to me, on a route that winds through the rolling hills of Central Italy, the birthplace of the Italian language and where it was created its flag flag. We will move at a speed of only …

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Marceline Desbordes-Valmore: LOVE

LOVE   What I have in my heart, burning like our age, I dare you speak, how to define it? Is it a burning mirror hit your picture? A thrilling portrait born of your memory?   See! I think it’s you, even in your absence, In sleep; eh what! can you still watch? This overwhelming happiness that gives your presence, …

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LUCCA, ITALY: Walking around two thousand years of history

Every year, on the evening of 12 July, the “Palio della Balestra” dispute between competitors within the “terzieri” citizens, according to a regulation that dates back to 1443. During the month of September, under the walls of the city, there is the “Medieval Fair of Holy Cross “where you can see schools of artisans, musicians and jugglers. Every year, between …

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MARCELINE DESBORDES-VALMORE, Poem: The Separated

Do not write. I am sad, and I would turn me. Beautiful summer without you, this is the night without a torch. I closed my arms cannot reach you, And hit my heart is knocking at the tomb.                  Do not write! Do not write. Do not learn to die to ourselves. God asks only that … you, if I …

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JAREZ, BAR ARCO DE SANTIAGO: WHERE THE FLAMENCO VIBRA IN YOUR SKIN

Hello, thank you for having accepted my invitation. The history of flamenco is Andalusia. To know this dance, today I have shown you Jerez de la Frontera, Andalusia, but in this magical evening, you’re my guest at the “Bar Arc de Santiago”, where we expect a show from the atmosphere full of intensity. Remember, we are at number 3 Calle …

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JEREZ, THE INVISIBLE FRONTIER

Jerez de la Frontera, one spring morning, two glass of wine on our table, the taste of the Atlantic Ocean and the scent of Andalusia. Thank you for being with me in this region of Spain. The winter, as always happens was humid and temperate, but we can expect a hot and dry summer, and that is why I have …

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