Patrizia Poli
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Patrizia Poli was born in Livorno in 1961. Writer of fiction and blogger, she published seven novels.
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Dona Sol
Black hair like raven’s wing, jellyfish tentacles sweeping the salty planks of the Santa Esmeralda deck, electric, alive like a flash of torpedo. Your hand, Pedro, touches them, then goes down to my bloodless elbow. I drop the colander, the peas roll on the deck, the seagulls go down to peck them.
By Patrizia Poli3 years ago in Fiction
Mare Fuori
You can feel the three different directions in the respective seasons of “Mare Fuori”. Dry, raw and beautiful the first, signed by Carmine Elia; the second is engaging but melodramatic, where you can feel the feminine hand of Milena Cocozza; too flooded with tears and hugs the third, in my opinion the worst, directed by Ivan Silvestrini.
By Patrizia Poli3 years ago in Geeks
The New Jewish Cemetery
The Jewish cemetery in Via Mei in Livorno, behind the municipal one of La Cigna, is more recent than the other in Via Ippolito Nievo (which only has bodies from the nineteenth century and is in a state of decay) since it was opened in 1900. It is of great historical value, it contains the tombstones and cenotaphs (not the remains) of the very first cemeteries of the Jewish community, even dating back to the seventeenth century, now demolished.
By Patrizia Poli3 years ago in Humans
The Bardi Caffè
There was not only the Michelangelo café in Florence, headquarters of the Macchiaioli, in which Renato Fucini recited his sonnets amid general hilarity, together with his friend Edmondo de Amicis, there were also the Livorno cafés, meeting places for artists and writers, where cultural ferment and avant-gardes were boiling.
By Patrizia Poli3 years ago in Humans
Evelyn and I
I never talk to people who look at me like that, this afternoon I struck up a conversation only because things are about to change. — Ok- I said — Evelyn and I are Siamese, joined by the pelvis. See? Here — I pointed out — where you people have your navel.
By Patrizia Poli3 years ago in Fiction
Ilaria Vitali, "La casa ai confini del tempo"
All those who have approached Ilaria Vitali’s “The house on the edge of time” have spoken of a bildungsroman, of the end of childhood and, above all, of the perfect mimesis of childish language, as can be found, for example, in in the books of Niccolò Ammaniti or the Neapolitan writer Ida Verrei. In my opinion, however, it is a much more literary operation. The style of the text, in its artificial simplicity, is absolutely, exquisitely, refined, there is no realism or adherence to childish speech or thought, but rather a surrealism rich in symbols, allegories: a thought-out form, which does not leave nothing to chance, and is poetic and not at all childish.
By Patrizia Poli3 years ago in Humans
Riccardo Marchi
Riccardo Marchi (1897–1992) is truly a forgotten character in the Italian literary scene, in internet you find very little about him. Yet Riccardo Marchi has been compared by critics to Tozzi, Verga and Capuana, for the realism of the description and for his being a student of the folklore and traditions of Livorno.
By Patrizia Poli3 years ago in Humans
Byron in Livorno
“In 1822 for six weeks Lord George Byron lived in Montenero, the most famous of the poets of modern England. He lived in the Dupouy villa now De Paoli, and according to what is said, in the room in the corner between the main front and the western side of the villa itself. At the bottom of this room is a small alcove where the bed occupied by Byron was located. (…) Together with Byron Count Ruggero Gamba had come to Montenero with his son Pietro and his daughter Teresa, married to Count Guiccioli, with a retinue of servants from parts of Romagna. On them, because belonging to the secret society of the Carbonari, the Tuscan police was very vigilant. Lord Byron was also an unwelcome guest, of whom not only the ardently liberal ideas were known, but also the disordered and incorrect life and nature intolerant of every restraint and submission “Pietro Vigo.
By Patrizia Poli3 years ago in Humans
Angelica Palli
Anghelikì Pallis (1798–1875), daughter of the consul, as well as director of the Greek school, in Livorno, was born to both Hellenic parents. She studied with Maestro de Coureil (who was of French origin but died in Livorno). She inherited her love for literature and the classics from her father and began to versify from adolescence. She wrote poems, short stories, tragedies, novels. Her Tieste, dated 1814, deserved the praise of Monti. In 1919 she became a member of the Labronica Academy, with the name of Zelmira.
By Patrizia Poli3 years ago in Humans
Amedeo Modigliani: Art in Human Hands
Amedeo Modigliani (1884–1920) was born in Livorno, from Sephardic Jews. His father is an impoverished money changer, there are cases of depression in the family, a brother is imprisoned. Mined by the tbc since he was a child, he is stubborn, independent, very good at drawing, he becomes a pupil of Guglielmo Micheli and knows Giovanni Fattori and Silvestro Lega.
By Patrizia Poli3 years ago in Humans
Mario Grasso, "Latte di cammella"
The mistake of Mario Grasso’s “Latte di Cammella” is to give in to the temptation of narrative, wanting to give a captivating look to what should only be reportage, a brutal denunciation. The beginning of the novel, with the journalist Vanni Ossarg who has a premonitory dream and then meets disturbing characters in a ruined, misty and timeless village, seems to plunge the reader into a paranormal thriller, to then immediately catch him by the hair and throw him into matter of investigative journalism. Vanni Ossarg will go to Somalia and then to Sierra Leone, narrating what he sees in his own way. Beyond the completely different content, the way of exposing is that of “The Celestine prophecy”, in a mix between essay and narrative, in an accumulation of dialogues, meetings, illuminations and indoctrination of the reader.
By Patrizia Poli3 years ago in Humans
