tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44534095921795600712024-03-15T19:17:48.050+01:00L'armonia delle paroleQuando le parole, opportunamente accostate, sono armonia.Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.comBlogger816125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-77145388625611149842024-03-11T09:02:00.001+01:002024-03-11T09:02:44.107+01:00Gradara e la sua rocca<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNtTkn5tqtUMEu0JmuJawtx544NPTxk1L5Qe7_8cMn3u5PYnSS2xfOE6k_3A0yn58kUVMC7j6JLLEE3JdoobohcaLziB_CKvWG4k6K-NBe9O202DeK3ZkCnAXZ-LJoUtCrd8cp5HbwSZWvIBKUmQyeIu38FK27feB2SKHx1dUI_Z64o2-JMWjAVLW8I-Y/s799/Gradara1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="599" data-original-width="799" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNtTkn5tqtUMEu0JmuJawtx544NPTxk1L5Qe7_8cMn3u5PYnSS2xfOE6k_3A0yn58kUVMC7j6JLLEE3JdoobohcaLziB_CKvWG4k6K-NBe9O202DeK3ZkCnAXZ-LJoUtCrd8cp5HbwSZWvIBKUmQyeIu38FK27feB2SKHx1dUI_Z64o2-JMWjAVLW8I-Y/s320/Gradara1.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Gradara
e la sua rocca</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Renzo
Montagnoli</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
costa adriatica non è costituita solo da stabilimenti balneari o da
centri di villeggiatura assai conosciuti, ma presenta anche un
entroterra di notevole valore paesaggistico, storico e artistico. Al
riguardo, ho voluto sperimentare di persona nel corso di un breve
soggiorno a Riccione e così ho deciso di visitare Gradara, che non
si trova in Emilia, bensì nelle Marche, per quanto quasi a cavallo
con il confine romagnolo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJhE76Rcdo8mnyuSVamW2B3q6YvayGR2whk4xs6_13ev5pJvfTYq15UXMJzYMG25EwHwFqXWWC6Ma64IkCmnBCT_6LzOlIQ8iGVCJ-Ujtk8z0EnxWXe3Q49h88sCPhDAx27pFA158kuvDZydVakTvo304Ml6zaSgJ8EDP7hv2q0K_Kp_QvQLYxWW47t00/s900/Gradara2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="675" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJhE76Rcdo8mnyuSVamW2B3q6YvayGR2whk4xs6_13ev5pJvfTYq15UXMJzYMG25EwHwFqXWWC6Ma64IkCmnBCT_6LzOlIQ8iGVCJ-Ujtk8z0EnxWXe3Q49h88sCPhDAx27pFA158kuvDZydVakTvo304Ml6zaSgJ8EDP7hv2q0K_Kp_QvQLYxWW47t00/s320/Gradara2.jpg" width="240" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Gradara
dista da Riccione una ventina di chilometri di una strada statale
abbastanza ampia, ma assai trafficata, l'Adriatica, che si percorre
fin quasi dopo Gabicce, quando sulla destra c'è uno svincolo
con l'indicazione della nostra meta. La carreggiata si restringe un
po', ma diminuiscono anche i veicoli che vi transitano e in
pochissimo tempo si arriva al paese, ben dotato di parcheggi, di cui
quelli più vicini alla Rocca sono a pagamento con il classico
parchimetro. Io e mia moglie, non per tirchieria, ma per fare una
sana passeggiata, ci siamo fermati in uno dei primi e da lì a piedi,
lungo una strada prima in leggera ascesa, poi più ripida, siamo
arrivati alla porta d'ingresso di Gradara.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha4pyXYJaXFD5p6GkPF63QappfLwV_MP_4DMOFcScGfa5WMPowJLYdfrHq7AMIrzhRgoqnX3_2JzpY3F7U_i_5e9FBrvHxg9ngW9AYxhv8O5YdOzn4Y5jxGdngoPAawLd-WEVaDi56zBlxC3aLu9CoTp5R9sC6wzGixaVzKDBFtNZfFCdl0_4SajwzOyo/s800/Gradara3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="532" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha4pyXYJaXFD5p6GkPF63QappfLwV_MP_4DMOFcScGfa5WMPowJLYdfrHq7AMIrzhRgoqnX3_2JzpY3F7U_i_5e9FBrvHxg9ngW9AYxhv8O5YdOzn4Y5jxGdngoPAawLd-WEVaDi56zBlxC3aLu9CoTp5R9sC6wzGixaVzKDBFtNZfFCdl0_4SajwzOyo/s320/Gradara3.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Al
riguardo ricordo che il borgo antico è interamente circondato da
mura, con i percorsi di ronda ancora fruibili, previo pagamento di un
biglietto.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
strada principale interna conduce direttamente, dopo un breve
percorso su cui si affacciano ristoranti caratteristici e negozi di
oggetto ricordo, al terrapieno antistante il Castello di
Gradara. Lì c'è la biglietteria ove si paga il diritto di accesso
al monumento, ben conservato (e si capirà più avanti il perché) e
famoso soprattutto per la tragica vicenda di Paolo e Francesca.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKgsYtGNCaX_aWoUVWr4mbGn1gM6IUawziKqUaxjFFR5254np_HoficmdzDRLqUOrCalDjyC23GI8fpgkqJpvH9dBve91wS2EpM-HIUIk3-_pyFQVO853ekOA1f4-e2KjU9ZRwkj_RzAGrNSynTIS23SREPUh0k11YdEcSdbRAEPvAj06rCQj-PBSuop0/s800/Gradara4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="471" data-original-width="800" height="188" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKgsYtGNCaX_aWoUVWr4mbGn1gM6IUawziKqUaxjFFR5254np_HoficmdzDRLqUOrCalDjyC23GI8fpgkqJpvH9dBve91wS2EpM-HIUIk3-_pyFQVO853ekOA1f4-e2KjU9ZRwkj_RzAGrNSynTIS23SREPUh0k11YdEcSdbRAEPvAj06rCQj-PBSuop0/s320/Gradara4.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ritengo
ora necessaria un po' di storia, anche per inquadrare bene le
caratteristiche di questa vera e propria fortezza.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
costruzione iniziò con una torre intorno al XII secolo per volontà
di Pietro e Ridolfo De Grifo, che sottrassero la zona al
comune di Pesaro. Nella prima metà del secolo successivo, Malatesta
da Verrucchio, detto il Centenario, con l'aiuto del
papa si impossessò della torre dei De Grifo e ne fece il
proprio mastio intorno al quale venne costruito il castello,
caratterizzato da tre torri poligonali coperte e da ben tre ponti
levatoi, in un disegno difensivo di grande accuratezza che rese
l'opera pressoché inespugnabile.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHbh5IeoFPXL7RRZ0DkqULPmyVgtxv5kO-WEmeWfITrTuxv215n-gD53cQIhVMtS0hP6Po3CGHuvJEIrIeDEJkESkJwQE4fRDLX56f7bnxyNuIvQ67SydUwfrLsbELDGb23Qhnxpk0gnkN954TvOpcSeLsUt0o_V70V1YXYYGNYy80i5uSCx72YEjoS2U/s768/Gradara5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="768" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHbh5IeoFPXL7RRZ0DkqULPmyVgtxv5kO-WEmeWfITrTuxv215n-gD53cQIhVMtS0hP6Po3CGHuvJEIrIeDEJkESkJwQE4fRDLX56f7bnxyNuIvQ67SydUwfrLsbELDGb23Qhnxpk0gnkN954TvOpcSeLsUt0o_V70V1YXYYGNYy80i5uSCx72YEjoS2U/s320/Gradara5.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E'
di quel periodo la vicenda, vera, di Paolo e Francesca. Infatti, nel
1275 Guido da Polenta decise di dare in sposa la figlia
Francesca, che si dice fosse dolce e bellissima, a Giovanni
Malatesta, detto Giangiotto, giovane di pessimo carattere e per
di più zoppo. Il motivo di tale sposalizio sta nella riconoscenza
del padre della fanciulla per essere stato aiutato appunto
dal futuro genero a cacciare i Traversari, una famiglia che era
nemica del suo casato.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
decano, Malatesta di Verrucchio, appunto il Centenario,
acconsentì, ma si aveva il fondato timore che Francesca rifiutasse
di legarsi a Gianciotto, perché bello non era, aveva un pessimo
carattere e inoltre presentava quel difetto fisico indubbiamente ben
poco gradito a una dama.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcZY_K-sl3t7aZHmoiQqShcrRZRkAy8DzoKvHm5fc3RqjKvAMwxSL9qjPXu-K8YlSQICxSsL9_WZDTuHciZBp453c6_l7m6d5RHieHe5bvs96c8vHD6kiX21u_T9_sx0hTI7NObK2ClJp3lM5pnFpTLjycawUNK11j2tsMRjrcYJYPwn7zcd4UTAH5r0w/s800/Gradara6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcZY_K-sl3t7aZHmoiQqShcrRZRkAy8DzoKvHm5fc3RqjKvAMwxSL9qjPXu-K8YlSQICxSsL9_WZDTuHciZBp453c6_l7m6d5RHieHe5bvs96c8vHD6kiX21u_T9_sx0hTI7NObK2ClJp3lM5pnFpTLjycawUNK11j2tsMRjrcYJYPwn7zcd4UTAH5r0w/s320/Gradara6.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Per
evitare un eventuale rifiuto i Signori di Rimini e Ravenna
studiarono un inganno. Infatti inviarono a Ravenna Paolo il
Bello, fratello di Gianciotto, e tutto all'opposto di questi.
Per farla breve, Francesca, alla vista di quel bel giovane, andò in
estasi, tanto anche da non accorgersi, durante il rito nuziale, che
Paolo la sposava, ma in forza di procura, cioè a nome e per conto
del fratello che, si narra, s'infilò nottetempo sotto le coltri,
così che la povera sposina al risveglio quasi venne presa
da un colpo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ma
come si conviene nelle famiglie nobili fece buon viso a
cattiva sorte e accettò serenamente, almeno in apparenza, il suo
destino, al punto che ebbe dal marito una figlia.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Tuttavia,
capitava con una certa frequenza che il bel Paolo, proprietario di
terre prossime a Gradara, si recasse a visitare la cognata in gran
segreto. Di ciò si accorse un altro
fratello, Malatestino dell'Occhio, detto così perché
aveva un occhio solo, ma che probabilmente vedeva bene e intuiva
anche meglio. Questi ne parlò a Gianciotto che, un giorno
di settembre del 1289, lasciata la camera da letto, certo della
presenza all'interno del castello di Paolo, fece finta di andare con
la sua scorta a Pesaro, come faceva sempre per esercitare le sue
funzioni di podestà, e invece ritornò sui suoi passi, utilizzò per
rientrare un percorso segreto, raggiunse la camera della sposa, aprì
di colpo la porta…. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Dante,
nel quinto canto dell'inferno, ci dà una versione addolcita della
vicenda, quasi impregnata di romanticismo, ma
se Gianciotto si infuriò cosi tanto da trafiggerli
entrambi con la spada non è improbabile che si sia trovato di fronte
i due in atteggiamento eloquente.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Noi leggiavamo un
giorno per diletto<br />
di Lancialotto come amor lo
strinse;<br />
soli eravamo e sanza alcun sospetto.</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Per
più fiate li occhi ci sospinse<br />
quella lettura,
e scolorocci il viso;<br />
ma solo un punto fu quel che ci
vinse.</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Quando
leggemmo il disiato riso<br />
esser basciato da
cotanto amante,<br />
questi, che mai da me non fia diviso,</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">la
bocca mi basciò tutto tremante.<br />
Galeotto fu 'l libro
e chi lo scrisse:<br />
quel giorno più non vi leggemmo avante».</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Mentre
che l'uno spirto questo disse,<br />
l'altro piangea;
sì che di pietade<br />
io venni men così com'io
morisse.</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
caddi come corpo morto cade.</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">A
legger Dante sembrerebbe si sia trattato solo di un fugace bacio, ma
non è improbabile che i due fossero andati più in là e che questo
acuì il desidero di vendetta di Gianciotto; questi
era notoriamente brutto, di pessimo carattere, zoppo e per giunta
cornuto.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6An7nH6oCU7uxePrwnIXUGZkw-HMDJa24UD7J6u56HRIR_mSbWKNhAfoSwTzzz7vNsbJ0vamGY45kQTCUzCD7sHWy9DkeT77Vzqc1mj_Zh2Fonyifje29l8Kk7g1izK2Yeg2y-ab7RvdLWTlzTepADgu5WBlcS6miYPaPptD610hjNTOY_zED669eZRo/s800/Gradara7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6An7nH6oCU7uxePrwnIXUGZkw-HMDJa24UD7J6u56HRIR_mSbWKNhAfoSwTzzz7vNsbJ0vamGY45kQTCUzCD7sHWy9DkeT77Vzqc1mj_Zh2Fonyifje29l8Kk7g1izK2Yeg2y-ab7RvdLWTlzTepADgu5WBlcS6miYPaPptD610hjNTOY_zED669eZRo/s320/Gradara7.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
La vicenda attirò l'interesse nei secoli successivi di
poeti, narratori e pittori e ancor oggi è vibrante in questa sua
aria di amore e morte, così che quasi aleggia sul castello lo
spirito di questa unione tormentata, finita poi così
tragicamente.</span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">In
seguito al posto dei Malatesta arrivarono gli Sforza e nel 1494
il castello vide fra le sue mura un'altra femmina fatale, bella,
bionda, occhi cerulei, giovanissima. Era accaduto che,
nell'ambito di una politica di consolidamento di alleanze, Giovanni
Sforza aveva avuto la mano di Lucrezia Borgia, figlia del
terribile Papa Alessandro VI. L'unione durò poco,
nonostante l'accordo fra marito e moglie, ma Alessandro VI,
nei suoi continui piani di conquista aveva bisogno di promettere in
sposa la figlia ad altri e, poiché non sarebbe stato possibile in
quanto già coniugata, a Giovanni Sforza fu posta una possibilità di
scegliere: o non opporsi a che il matrimonio venisse annullato (ma in
tal caso sarebbe stato ucciso), oppure sottoscrivere una
dichiarazione di essere impotente. Fra le due secondo voi quale
scelse?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Giovanni
salvò la pelle, anche se l'ex cognato Cesare Borgia si impossessò
del feudo di Gradara, ma per poco tempo, perché con la morte di
Alessandro VI l'astro dei Borgia declinò rapidamente. A
Gradara arrivò così Francesco Maria II della Rovere,
nipote del nuovo pontefice Giulio II.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjURC6T6CR107grFlQ7h7HBgrENtt3BMPE-iGrbJpM1DuK5Ra2thOSk_BTmNl0i5fg_vXJQd8gUscLO_VLlXNmU9RgJfdfAecGW3_4PToSzj2XYrGRumTgA4djRdgOQf15cP7JF_xDQCZ4Cm0nXBWtDJLc78PsouNOBERMqy8Re0y8raJstgCCnD88m5Bk/s800/Gradara8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="534" data-original-width="800" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjURC6T6CR107grFlQ7h7HBgrENtt3BMPE-iGrbJpM1DuK5Ra2thOSk_BTmNl0i5fg_vXJQd8gUscLO_VLlXNmU9RgJfdfAecGW3_4PToSzj2XYrGRumTgA4djRdgOQf15cP7JF_xDQCZ4Cm0nXBWtDJLc78PsouNOBERMqy8Re0y8raJstgCCnD88m5Bk/s320/Gradara8.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">A seguito
del decesso della sua vedova Livia Farnese, la rocca venne
amministrata direttamente dal papato, che la concesse in enfiteusi al
conte Santinelli, poi agli Omodei di Pesaro, indi agli
Albani e infine, nella seconda metà del 1700, al conte Mosca di
Pesaro. Alla sua morte diventò di proprietà comunale e
infine nel 1877 fu ceduta al conte Morandi Bonacossi di
Lugo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZu_qEvK-anYa9muowhSxfzZRdjo1SjrFF3FVG5DvQQsvdPxkskfLOY528TPTfZ-b6BcrbOIRd65prm59Zu7VDGtXrPGqcE_eQgMRgmnX5htGtjJjXopLsE9UsbxFCFGlq8jqIh09VSeZaMRB92IKfNTr1u6chqYwHa8v8bjSIuy6CcOYgpE0vS-8VaO0/s800/Gradara9.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZu_qEvK-anYa9muowhSxfzZRdjo1SjrFF3FVG5DvQQsvdPxkskfLOY528TPTfZ-b6BcrbOIRd65prm59Zu7VDGtXrPGqcE_eQgMRgmnX5htGtjJjXopLsE9UsbxFCFGlq8jqIh09VSeZaMRB92IKfNTr1u6chqYwHa8v8bjSIuy6CcOYgpE0vS-8VaO0/s320/Gradara9.jpeg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Intanto
però tutto andava in rovina e fu provvidenziale nel 1920 l'acquisto,
per Lire tre milioni, da parte dell'Ing. Umberto Zanvettori di
Belluno. Quest'uomo profuse tutte le sue sostanze nel restauro
dell'opera che cedette, poco prima di morire, allo Stato Italiano. La
maggior parte dei lavori furono realizzati dall'ingegnere,
mentre oggi ci sono alcune camere chiuse per le indispensabili opere
di conservazione degli affreschi e fra queste purtroppo quella dove
sulla parete è dipinta Lucrezia Borgia, nonché la famosa camera dei
due amanti infelici, Paolo e Francesca.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCLVvDFMhIVlkLkEKwZhS7WSAgi7BLw9wBwN4qYrCxw-5Vuv4TRtMu1RilyMrZjd9DiCYIBSyZ0Z-Ulgxwn3Xs8ARPvyd69oV5hMVGZ2-YVGye3jhkBviwzQL-bqrClkN_i9n1Au5xwVmQ2U746a_qTuFRN6NIaIZX6PhOqJrenlabi6k9i55TJRR75Cg/s800/Gradara10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCLVvDFMhIVlkLkEKwZhS7WSAgi7BLw9wBwN4qYrCxw-5Vuv4TRtMu1RilyMrZjd9DiCYIBSyZ0Z-Ulgxwn3Xs8ARPvyd69oV5hMVGZ2-YVGye3jhkBviwzQL-bqrClkN_i9n1Au5xwVmQ2U746a_qTuFRN6NIaIZX6PhOqJrenlabi6k9i55TJRR75Cg/s320/Gradara10.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
visita comunque consente di apprezzare le strutture murarie, fra le
quali al piano terra la cosiddetta camera delle torture, che invece
probabilmente era una cisterna di raccolta dell'acqua, e il corpo di
guardia che conserva alcune alabarde dalla caratteristica fattura. Ai
piani superiori vi sono numerose camere, la cui funzione si arguisce
dall'arredo costituito sempre da un letto, oltre che da pregevoli
mobili, di epoca eterogenea, nonché l'ampia sala del
Consiglio, incastonata dagli scranni alle pareti ove sedevano i
dignitari e i fiduciari del Signore.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
vista da questo piano da un lato volge alle dolci colline pesaresi e
dall'altro al cortile interno, su cui ci si può affacciare grazie a
un loggiato arioso che dona luce al complesso
residenziale, pressoché perfettamente conservato.<br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Orari
d'apertura</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">:
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #402e1f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">da
martedì a domenica: dalle ore 09:30 alle ore 18:30 (chiusura
biglietteria ore 17:50); lunedì: dalle ore 9.30 alle ore 14.00
(chiusura biglietteria ore 13.15), da marzo apertura anche lunedì
pomeriggio.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">
</span>
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Biglietti
d’ingresso: </b></span></span>
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="text-transform: uppercase;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">BIGLIETTO
INTERO:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">€
</span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">8,00 </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">dai
25 anni</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> di
età</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<ul>
<li><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="text-transform: uppercase;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;">INGRESSO
GRATUITO:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
</li></ul>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">•
</span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">per
i cittadini italiani che </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">non
abbiano compiuto il 18esimo anno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> di
età (vale anche per i cittadini stranieri a condizione di
reciprocità nella gratuità)<br />
• per i </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">dipendenti
del Ministero dei Beni Culturali</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
• </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">guide
interpreti</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> turistici<br />
•
membri </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">I.C.O.M.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
• </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">docenti
e studenti di Architettura, Lettere, Conservazione Beni Culturali,
Accademie Belle Arti, ecc.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
•
docenti con </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #3b2627;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">certificazione
MIUR</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">In
un'ora circa si visita tutto il castello e assicuro che merita.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Negli
immediati dintorni ci sono altre mete di sicuro interesse, fra le
quali il Montefeltro, la città di Pesaro, quella di
Urbino, Gabicce e il suo monte, insomma c'è solo
l'imbarazzo della scelta.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Gradara
resta un raro esempio di borgo fortificato, ben conservato e
facilmente accessibile al turista che desideri vivere per un po'
l'atmosfera di un tempo ormai lontano.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><b>NB</b></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">:
Le foto a corredo dell’articolo sono stare reperite in diversi Siti
Internet</span></span></span></span></p>
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</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBdlsj8YxVsTKGZuXu30lE1E28E5ATAXdogySL6CQvYnyFblA4QPg3c353pF9WVpmdu3sm8MkvhzGH-T7IUBHcpUPnLKHUnjPum-LXj39C86kmLqymClWoWYsVNNdJB3l8pA505STcNAznvTEy6F3wCzbVpXYv-InhYbtpq03JjsGWyn7IV69o1RevOfk/s800/Gradara12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="448" data-original-width="800" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBdlsj8YxVsTKGZuXu30lE1E28E5ATAXdogySL6CQvYnyFblA4QPg3c353pF9WVpmdu3sm8MkvhzGH-T7IUBHcpUPnLKHUnjPum-LXj39C86kmLqymClWoWYsVNNdJB3l8pA505STcNAznvTEy6F3wCzbVpXYv-InhYbtpq03JjsGWyn7IV69o1RevOfk/s320/Gradara12.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><p></p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-5797120516994286912024-03-11T08:54:00.006+01:002024-03-11T08:54:59.625+01:00MondoBlog dell'11 marzo 2024<p> </p><p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Ecco
qualcosa che può interessare:</b></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://cristinabove.com/2024/03/01/siamo-allo-sbando/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Non
è che si vada bene, anzi...</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://versiinvolo.blogspot.com/2024/03/una-visione-innevata-della-val-daosta.html"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Un
po' di neve...in cartolina</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://pieramariachessa.wordpress.com/2024/03/09/aspettando-la-primavera-2/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Manca
poco, ma stenta ad arrivare</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://lieve2011.wordpress.com/2024/02/05/e-nato/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Nascite...letterarie</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://giovigiordy.blogspot.com/2024/02/la-vita-nascosta-film.html"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Un
film sublime</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://nugae11.wordpress.com/2024/02/26/senza-memoria/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Ci
fosse la memoria!</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://letteratitudinenews.wordpress.com/2024/03/10/la-pirateria-nelleditoria-libraria/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Son
tornati i pirati.</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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</p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-73766874296898402662024-02-14T05:43:00.000+01:002024-02-14T05:43:09.475+01:00Poesie d'amore San Valentino 2024<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqZt2UA5dEwMQbu43h2_aQR9GSlRMwTNG71bOauH7l4ZDyYnQ-bdzRvR9izKmcR3W2HGvEdF06U87YfCJ8bkSkPmve3FwDQRaNTI1enBt7dK24LEXO9nz8s8TS7kcic7gLYM933904Dnm0rPbi9u31sB5nVAy3yEYODJEVmcL69g6BlsJs97Ovjf7kvZ4/s800/Cupido1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="800" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqZt2UA5dEwMQbu43h2_aQR9GSlRMwTNG71bOauH7l4ZDyYnQ-bdzRvR9izKmcR3W2HGvEdF06U87YfCJ8bkSkPmve3FwDQRaNTI1enBt7dK24LEXO9nz8s8TS7kcic7gLYM933904Dnm0rPbi9u31sB5nVAy3yEYODJEVmcL69g6BlsJs97Ovjf7kvZ4/s320/Cupido1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<em><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Viviamo,
mia Lesbia, e amiamo</b></span></span></span></span></span></em></p>
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<em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Caio Valerio Catullo</b></span></span></span></span></span></em></p>
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<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Viviamo,
mia Lesbia, e amiamo,</span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span><em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e
ai vecchiacci accigliati e pettegoli</span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span><em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">non
diamo neanche un soldo bucato.</span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span><em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
sole può tramontare e risorgere, lui:</span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span><em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">noi,
tramontato il nostro breve giorno,</span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span><em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">abbiamo
da dormire un’unica, perenne notte.</span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span><em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Dammi
mille baci, e poi cento,</span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span><em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e
poi altri mille, e poi ancora cento,</span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span><em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e
poi subito altri mille, e poi cento.</span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span><em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Poi,
quando avremmo contato mille migliaia di baci,</span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span><em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">confonderemo
i conti per non saperne il totale,</span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span><em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e
perchè nessuna malalingua ci guardi di malocchio,</span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span><em><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sapendo
quanti sono i nostri baci.</span></span></span></span></span></span></em></p>
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<em><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Il
modo tuo d’amare è</b></span></span></span></span></span></em></p>
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<em><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Pedro Salinas</b></span></span></span></span></span></em></p>
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<em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
modo tuo d’amare è</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">lasciare
che io ti ami.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
sí con cui ti abbandoni</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">è
il silenzio. I tuoi baci</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sono
offrirmi le labbra</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">perché
io le baci.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Mai
parole o abbracci</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">mi
diranno che esistevi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e
mi hai amato: mai.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Me
lo dicono fogli bianchi,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">mappe,
telefoni, presagi;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">tu,
no.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
sto abbracciato a te</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">senza
chiederti nulla, per timore</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
non sia vero</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
tu vivi e mi ami.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
sto abbracciato a te</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">senza
guardare e senza toccarti.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Non
debba mai scoprire</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">con
domande, con carezze,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">quella
solitudine immensa</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">d’amarti
solo io.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em></p>
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<em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Segui
l’amore</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></em></p>
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<em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Khalil Gibran</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></em></p>
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<br />
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<em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #282828;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">L’amore
non dà nulla fuorché sé stesso</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #282828;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e
non coglie nulla se non da sé stesso.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #282828;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">L’amore
non possiede,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #282828;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">né
vorrebbe essere posseduto</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #282828;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">poiché
l’amore basta all’amore.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #19003b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em>
</p>
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<b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">Nel
bosco</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p>
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<b><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">d</span></span></span></b><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">i
Sibilla Aleramo</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sono
andata nel bosco<br />
nel mattino ricco di luce<br />
vagamente per te
sperando cogliere<br />
dalla musica tenera dell’aria<br />
qualche
fresco sussurro di parole,<br />
ed ecco ti porto invece<br />
solo un
poco di fragole rosse,<br />
profumano e brillano,<br />
per la tua
gioia, o amato.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">All'amata</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p>
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<b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">di
Carlo Betocchi</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p>
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<br />
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I
fior di oscurità, densi, che odorano<br />
dove tu sei, s'aggirano
nell'ombra,<br />
un'altra luce sento che m'inonda<br />
queste pupille
che l'ombra violano.<br />
<br />
Quale tu sei, non so; forse
t'adorano<br />
le cose antiche in me, tutto circonda<br />
te in un
giardino dove i sensi all'ombra<br />
tornano ad uno ad uno che ti
sfiorano.<br />
<br />
L'esser più soli, e l'aggirarsi dove<br />
tu
non sei più, od in remota stanza<br />
dentro al mio petto, quando
lento piove<br />
<br />
l'amor di te che oltre di te s'avanza,<br />
forse
sarà per questo il dir d'amore<br />
più dolce dell'amore che ci
stanca.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<br />
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<b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">L'amore
è ape bizzarra</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p>
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<b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">di
Rosa Staffiere</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Si
può chiedere al sole<br />
di donare il suo raggio<br />
nella scura
notte,<br />
comandare al fiume<br />
di mutare il suo corso<br />
e di
morire sui picchi innevati?<br />
<br />
E' come chiedere al lupo<br />
di
non ululare alla luna<br />
di non ruggire al leone...<br />
<br />
Così
non si può chiedere<br />
di essere amati.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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</p>
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<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Il
più bello dei mari</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Nazim Hikmet</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
più bello dei mari<br />
è quello che non navigammo.<br />
Il più
bello dei nostri figli<br />
non è ancora cresciuto.<br />
I più
belli dei nostri giorni<br />
non li abbiamo ancora vissuti.<br />
E
quello<br />
che vorrei dirti di più bello<br />
non te l’ho ancora
detto. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span>
</p>
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</p>
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</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Non
andartene</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Mario Luzi</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Non
andartene,<br />
non lasciare<br />
l’eclisse di te<br />
nella mia
stanza.<br />
Chi ti cerca è il sole,<br />
non ha pietà della tua
assenza<br />
il sole, ti trova anche nei luoghi<br />
casuali<br />
dove
sei passata,<br />
nei posti che hai lasciato<br />
e in quelli dove
sei<br />
inavvertitamente andata<br />
brucia<br />
ed equipara<br />
al
nulla tutta quanta<br />
la tua fervida giornata.<br />
Eppure è
stata,<br />
è stata,<br />
nessuna ora<br />
sua è vanificata. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span>
</p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Lascia
il tuo cuore scoppiare</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></h3>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Rabindranath Tagore</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Lascia
il tuo cuore<br />
scoppiare finalmente,<br />
cedi, gemma, cedi.<br />
Lo
spirito<br />
della fioritura<br />
s’è abbattuto su di te.<br />
Puoi
rimanere<br />
ancora bocciolo? </span></span></span></span></span></span></span>
</p>
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</p>
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<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Amore
vola me</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Alda Merini</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Amore,
vola da me con l’aeroplano di carta della mia fantasia,<br />
con
l’ingegno del tuo sentimento.<br />
Vedrai fiorire terre piene di
magia e io sarò la chioma d’albero più alta per darti frescura e
riparo.<br />
Fa’ delle due braccia due ali d’angelo e porta anche
a me un po’ di pace e il giocattolo del sogno.<br />
Ma prima di
dirmi qualcosa guarda il genio in fiore del mio cuore. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span>
</p>
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</p>
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<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p>
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<span style="color: black;"> </span>
</p><br /><p></p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-42201738018606009252024-02-14T05:36:00.000+01:002024-02-14T05:36:02.400+01:00MondoBlog del 14 febbraio 2024<p> </p><p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Ecco
qualcosa che può interessare:</b></span></span></p>
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</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://pieramariachessa.wordpress.com/2024/02/09/il-carnevale/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Fino
a ieri si era di Carnevale </b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span>
</p>
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</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://giovigiordy.blogspot.com/2024/02/la-vita-nascosta-film.html"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Un
film sublime</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://lieve2011.wordpress.com/2024/02/05/e-nato/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Svelati
i misteri</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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</p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-47828266286396716982024-01-09T10:22:00.002+01:002024-01-09T10:22:51.886+01:00Il lago di Bolsena<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0sESfVqHSKXlffgNTMAI6iyn9SzKB9RTyL7GJiynlgaVqfuhxeJQ1hVW4JEZv8CZswerzlLPQ7mwfotTm0hStOC132ZnCFG7eKOhWxoJDkMfvzC-p7NODu5PW3_u_reyCKv6zTg1FYOOn8dSw3veeLy0KA13BRfKceURap7bBrOyJpf95WHiglT1e92s/s800/Bolsena1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="503" data-original-width="800" height="201" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0sESfVqHSKXlffgNTMAI6iyn9SzKB9RTyL7GJiynlgaVqfuhxeJQ1hVW4JEZv8CZswerzlLPQ7mwfotTm0hStOC132ZnCFG7eKOhWxoJDkMfvzC-p7NODu5PW3_u_reyCKv6zTg1FYOOn8dSw3veeLy0KA13BRfKceURap7bBrOyJpf95WHiglT1e92s/s320/Bolsena1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Il
lago di Bolsena</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Renzo Montagnoli</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">In
Italia i laghi più estesi sono tutti al nord e, quasi tutti, sono di
origine glaciale; nel resto del nostro paese i bacini lacustri sono
presenze sporadiche e di modesta entità nel Mezzogiorno, mentre più
frequenti si trovano in Umbria e nel Lazio, con quelli di
quest’ultima regione che sono di origine vulcanica, nel senso che
occupano il cratere di un vulcano spento. Non vantano grandi
superfici, ma alcuni hanno una dimensione non disprezzabile, come
quello di Bolsena che con i suoi 113 Kmq. è di poco inferiore
all’umbro Trasimeno. Ed è appunto di questo che ora vado a
parlare. Sito nella parte settentrionale del Lazio, in provincia di
Viterbo, pare si sia formato oltre trecentomila anni fa in
conseguenza del collasso della caldera di alcuni vulcani dei monti
Volsini. Nella sua origine è il più grande in Europa, con una forma
quasi rotonda, due isole, e un fiume emissario e un bacino
idrografico di ben 273 Kmq. A ulteriore testimonianza delle sue
origini vulcaniche ha spiagge con sabbia di colore nero riveniente
dalla disgregazione delle rocce vulcaniche. Le coste sono in genere
basse, interrotte da piccole penisole e con pochi promontori (il
Monte Bisenzio, la Punta San Bernardino, la penisola di Capodimonte e
la Punta di Sant’Antonio). Proprio per questo motivo gli
insediamenti urbani sono stati facilitati e sorgono numerose
strutture turistiche e balneari.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ARewl3oWG4nICo9qIBkfF7rPCR8ok86szvzhSXGpKevmpF73NNdVsd6foWzBwvqbOrByjhthRLDPvNY4MncnpXCUjEnqWY5hZhXjPeAAvtGnHCsIa8jC_9yemVJU5074aCYjaUtbdzzm0acGUKm2YFFq6BB2_7rGERuCdN7tiZpj9WXv3p6wO5XvhaQ/s800/Bolsena9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="800" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6ARewl3oWG4nICo9qIBkfF7rPCR8ok86szvzhSXGpKevmpF73NNdVsd6foWzBwvqbOrByjhthRLDPvNY4MncnpXCUjEnqWY5hZhXjPeAAvtGnHCsIa8jC_9yemVJU5074aCYjaUtbdzzm0acGUKm2YFFq6BB2_7rGERuCdN7tiZpj9WXv3p6wO5XvhaQ/s320/Bolsena9.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Fin
dalla preistoria le coste del lago e le sue isole (Bisentina di 0,17
Kmq. E Martana di 0,10 Kmq.) furono abitate; erano villaggi
palafitticoli e quindi nei pressi delle rive, ma non sulle stesse; in
epoca etrusca assunse una grande importanza e sulle sue sponde
sorsero quattro città: Visentum (l’odierna Bisenzio), Civita di
Grotte di Castro, Cornossa e Bolsena, porto dell’importante urbe di
Volsinii. In epoca romana, distrutta Volsinii, la popolazione fu
trasferita a Bolsena, che prese il nome di Volsinii Novi; è in epoca
tardo imperiale che avvenne il martirio di Santa Cristina che sarà
poi proclamata patrona del lago.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Al
riguardo è noto il cosiddetto Miracolo di Santa Cristina, la cui
storia ho tratto pari pari dal sito Basilica S. Cristina –
Santuario del Miracolo Eucaristico.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">In
un giorno imprecisato dell'anno 1263 (o 1264), forse nella tarda
estate, giunse al santuario un sacerdote teutonico, al quale più
tardi la tradizione attribuì un nome, Pietro, e una città
d'origine, Praga. Sempre secondo la tradizione, Pietro aveva
intrapreso il lungo e disagevole pellegrinaggio per sentirsi
fortificato nelle verità di fede che in quel momento mettevano in
crisi la sua identità di sacerdote, fra tutte la presenza reale di
Cristo nell'eucaristia. Nell'animo di Pietro il ricordo della martire
Cristina, la cui fortezza non aveva vacillato di fronte al martirio,
aprì uno spiraglio. Dopo aver venerato devotamente la tomba della
santa, in quel luogo celebrò l'eucaristia. Di nuovo i suoi dubbi
cominciarono a turbargli la mente e il cuore; pregò intensamente la
santa perché intercedesse presso Dio di donargli quella forza,
quella certezza nella fede che l'avevano distinta nella prova
estrema. </span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Al
momento della consacrazione, mentre teneva l'ostia sopra il calice,
pronunciate le parole rituali, questa apparve visibilmente arrossata
di sangue che copiosamente stillava bagnando il corporale.</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Al
sacerdote mancò la forza di continuare il rito; pieno di confusione
e di gioia, avvolse le specie eucaristiche nel corporale e si portò
in sagrestia. Durante il percorso alcune gocce di sangue caddero
anche sui marmi del pavimento e dei gradini dell'altare.</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ripresosi
Pietro dallo sbigottimento, accompagnato dai canonici di Santa
Cristina e dai testimoni del prodigio, si recò nella vicina Orvieto
dove temporaneamente soggiornava con la sua corte papa Urbano
IV, al quale confessò il suo dubbio chiedendo il perdono e
l'assoluzione. Il sommo pontefice inviò subito a Bolsena, Giacomo,
vescovo di Orvieto, accompagnato, secondo la leggenda, dai teologi
Tommaso d'Aquino e Bonaventura da Bagnoregio, per verificare il fatto
e portare fino a lui le reliquie. Al ponte di Rio Chiaro, oggi ponte
del Sole, avvenne l'incontro tra il vescovo, che tornava da Bolsena
con le reliquie del miracolo, e il papa che, con il clero orvietano,
i dignitari della sua corte e una grande folla agitante rami di
ulivo, gli si era processionalmente recato incontro. Genuflesso,
Urbano IV ricevette l'ostia e i lini intrisi di sangue, e li recò,
tra la commozione e l'esultanza di tutti, nella cattedrale orvietana
di Santa Maria, e dopo averli mostrati al popolò, li pose nel
sacrario. Del prete teutonico non si seppe più nulla.</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Nello
stesso tempo, durante la permanenza di Urbano IV a Orvieto, venne
istituita dal pontefice la solennità del Corpus Domini con la bolla
Transiturus de Hoc Mundo, l'11 agosto 1264 per il patriarcato di
Gerusalemme e l'8 settembre per la chiesa universale, e fu affidato a
Tommaso d'Aquino il compito di stendere officiatura e messa per la
nuova festività, stabilendo che questa venisse celebrata il giovedì
dopo l'ottava di Pentecoste. È lo stesso Urbano IV a dirci che in
Orvieto con tutti gli arcivescovi e vescovi e gli altri prelati delle
chiese dimoranti nella sede apostolica, abbiamo solennizzato la detta
festa, per offrire un salutare esempio ai presenti e ai lontani che
avrebbero sentito parlare della celebrità di questo grande giorno</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">.”.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Nel
Medioevo fu teatro di scorrerie di Longobardi e Saraceni, nonché di
guerre fra Bolsena e i comuni limitrofi, tutti eventi che ne
determinarono la decadenza. Con il ritorno a Roma del trono
pontificio si ha un lungo periodo di quiete che consente una ripresa
economica e dei traffici. Sarà solo nel 1871 che l’area del lago
entrerà a far parte del Regno d’Italia, ma i primi anni non
saranno sereni perché la zona verrà caratterizzata dal
brigantaggio, debellato il quale iniziò una fase di progressiva,
lenta, ma costante, crescita.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">L’aspetto
turistico è saliente, perché hotel e campeggi sono in funzione
della balneazione, ma sarebbe riduttivo considerare interessante una
visita solo per fare un bagno o prendere un po’ di sole, perché di
cose da vedere ce ne sono non poche e anche di interessanti. Al
riguardo un piccolo excursus su quelle che considero più che
raccomandabili:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh33qwB8rXiwS1oK6IjwSv_E6MJWo8ylMgpJUCQryP0Jy2XQXDycar0n_jDzml2mrLJbcpiEe6d11mxcS56WZTxo6OrySY97-78eabNhk_jAM8G4I46TerqGP4WKi66LnHapYhiqsShQtVI4IuohDt5dhDtqNXxGsTWAPwakILEDY-NQfbfTNEIGfQM1CA/s800/Bolsena2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="383" data-original-width="800" height="153" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh33qwB8rXiwS1oK6IjwSv_E6MJWo8ylMgpJUCQryP0Jy2XQXDycar0n_jDzml2mrLJbcpiEe6d11mxcS56WZTxo6OrySY97-78eabNhk_jAM8G4I46TerqGP4WKi66LnHapYhiqsShQtVI4IuohDt5dhDtqNXxGsTWAPwakILEDY-NQfbfTNEIGfQM1CA/s320/Bolsena2.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<h3 align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">-
la rocca Monaldeschi della Cervara a Capodimonte, eretta fra il XIII
e il XXIV secolo dagli Orvietani, passò poi alla famiglia
Monaldeschi; al suo interno c’è il museo territoriale di Bolsena,
importantissimo per comprendere come Bolsena nei secoli si sia
adattata alle variazioni territoriali;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></h3><div><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLf_ELcGIi2idO5NmRHCWlv9VSdNLre7TVehwUUPISEPgQVYu_Zmuoix60sdY2-o7DEn9Qc4omj3Px9OkIFEB0mReSgVGpnqv314Jl-PuW8qjSOStsGR6hHtqYkzYM2XqiPxdMXZgVDtFZDdYLHrcN8OB7I4tA0j5aDkvAMUjuQSGFPugboMVuzWBulGU/s800/Bolsena3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLf_ELcGIi2idO5NmRHCWlv9VSdNLre7TVehwUUPISEPgQVYu_Zmuoix60sdY2-o7DEn9Qc4omj3Px9OkIFEB0mReSgVGpnqv314Jl-PuW8qjSOStsGR6hHtqYkzYM2XqiPxdMXZgVDtFZDdYLHrcN8OB7I4tA0j5aDkvAMUjuQSGFPugboMVuzWBulGU/s320/Bolsena3.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">-
Marta è una piccola cittadina sul lago con un grazioso porto, tutto
da scoprire;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUzQIgqBMJbT7XBrBiW70i0Exq79cHdoVcB3PAeRdZzZrYo8cHkLWcCB9a7CeLSGLNVTy8yI7zAr90e9UqUVhssJXxD6TBQS7cjcBNjyVXyrv8QlBov0xagIFX0cKJWyjr3z_BuLcEhCwN3-Mn0wYFgV7r_B4JyPwfEbRhf9MxV2INHuIOF81qloV2dXA/s798/Bolsena4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="798" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUzQIgqBMJbT7XBrBiW70i0Exq79cHdoVcB3PAeRdZzZrYo8cHkLWcCB9a7CeLSGLNVTy8yI7zAr90e9UqUVhssJXxD6TBQS7cjcBNjyVXyrv8QlBov0xagIFX0cKJWyjr3z_BuLcEhCwN3-Mn0wYFgV7r_B4JyPwfEbRhf9MxV2INHuIOF81qloV2dXA/s320/Bolsena4.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">-
a Bolsena la basilica di Santa Cristina e le sue catacombe;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZmFzidr4sji9oNokUmY7yg1A9wbhDhcQNjWkjbf350rlmTFlW5X033FxBrSEaDOLgf3LCf6b09Vbm0rWtBmWWJ7qLVK_nArgu0IgDcUm6Cp0zdcDrhFcjOwfdLu83iH1tzs9G3f8AE6NOFFG-R4RykPEZiBD99n4DgLGlea9NpbWTwS-RqnuBku-49is/s800/Bolsena5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZmFzidr4sji9oNokUmY7yg1A9wbhDhcQNjWkjbf350rlmTFlW5X033FxBrSEaDOLgf3LCf6b09Vbm0rWtBmWWJ7qLVK_nArgu0IgDcUm6Cp0zdcDrhFcjOwfdLu83iH1tzs9G3f8AE6NOFFG-R4RykPEZiBD99n4DgLGlea9NpbWTwS-RqnuBku-49is/s320/Bolsena5.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">-
a Montefiascone la Rocca dei Papi;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy-9pcpwSoSOhyphenhyphen68U-vE1F7VPIOrXve6ws35n-EANVHDmBWWwhFW5R_PyFoFMXMt5m8zEmlqWiUeAt_AMCaMd5b4Yuhznrg5KTTXqE3Oml9Xe1LReF5famePqwZk9_Yu53_FjidDBJlgYeBc_lyntAKDJib69W88dMWT8vLUof8__CBh_sHisQ0-E8WNU/s800/Bolsena6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="591" data-original-width="800" height="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy-9pcpwSoSOhyphenhyphen68U-vE1F7VPIOrXve6ws35n-EANVHDmBWWwhFW5R_PyFoFMXMt5m8zEmlqWiUeAt_AMCaMd5b4Yuhznrg5KTTXqE3Oml9Xe1LReF5famePqwZk9_Yu53_FjidDBJlgYeBc_lyntAKDJib69W88dMWT8vLUof8__CBh_sHisQ0-E8WNU/s320/Bolsena6.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">-
a Capodimonte la Rocca Farnese;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMZ293o42Ef7f5CA7cdhAJ4zWyFNZyg60JkB8Fro9xPiw0ZjdNK-VjstAQ4oiLnXAnDVJETMcVVKyM0CJ6Z8onacI92UFw6XoaPcXdn1dUb_eto4H_WcRk1t9624EnbBoBZXZHvLKo4_tUlbW4OQ0-yP9VzeKMHdw_RQzh_9VauePIQ0cUQyFcRDghStY/s800/Bolsena7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="531" data-original-width="800" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMZ293o42Ef7f5CA7cdhAJ4zWyFNZyg60JkB8Fro9xPiw0ZjdNK-VjstAQ4oiLnXAnDVJETMcVVKyM0CJ6Z8onacI92UFw6XoaPcXdn1dUb_eto4H_WcRk1t9624EnbBoBZXZHvLKo4_tUlbW4OQ0-yP9VzeKMHdw_RQzh_9VauePIQ0cUQyFcRDghStY/s320/Bolsena7.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">-
a Gradoli il Palazzo Farnese;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK3qP9dKsD_QwmjEKa2Qn5XqnBLg4lSl0XYvu6WAXcvHZaqf1O15t3IevSMzkqr78dos5tPgdi4Vu5tNqKRZFVjACiqwhyXEhkGFChjvR3ncJ2ek7gTe-kkUu3TigVcPUuZGOSjfkMgSqvnWJYhlNvimrIYyg5tPb0PpbjwUYJ_hdP_hYW5MtXCXAWvHQ/s800/Bolsena8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="532" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgK3qP9dKsD_QwmjEKa2Qn5XqnBLg4lSl0XYvu6WAXcvHZaqf1O15t3IevSMzkqr78dos5tPgdi4Vu5tNqKRZFVjACiqwhyXEhkGFChjvR3ncJ2ek7gTe-kkUu3TigVcPUuZGOSjfkMgSqvnWJYhlNvimrIYyg5tPb0PpbjwUYJ_hdP_hYW5MtXCXAWvHQ/s320/Bolsena8.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">-
a Grotte di Castro le “Cento camere”, grandiosa necropoli
etrusca.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Fra
un bagno e l’altro, quindi, è possibile visitare i numerosi centri
rivieraschi non trascurando una puntata anche ad alcune città
limitrofe, come le splendide Civita di Bagnoregio e Orvieto.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Le
strutture ricettive sono adeguate e quindi non è un problema il
soggiorno, tranne nei periodi di punta; in zona poi i ristoranti sono
numerosi e la ristorazione è eccellente, come pure i vini, alcuni
dei quali notissimi come l’est est est di Montefiascone e
l’Orvieto.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<br />
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</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKOxxWsCss3GziafS91DvQqMRguCbqyT3Y_4qunpKQEtSiVWK0t_UtTubH3UJUutCevXtyDnYzuG3ZWsbkkc0zMwW13CHKGmM2s-WT0ILX5CE_bRitKon82Ac8oKInKUcBOI0CPojy_ImuF1_wAGvHliwVKqJDdfGvLQn2TD-KjG3X0MQyIN_spVgVZNE/s800/Bolsena10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="800" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKOxxWsCss3GziafS91DvQqMRguCbqyT3Y_4qunpKQEtSiVWK0t_UtTubH3UJUutCevXtyDnYzuG3ZWsbkkc0zMwW13CHKGmM2s-WT0ILX5CE_bRitKon82Ac8oKInKUcBOI0CPojy_ImuF1_wAGvHliwVKqJDdfGvLQn2TD-KjG3X0MQyIN_spVgVZNE/s320/Bolsena10.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><u><b>Come
arrivare</b></u></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
lago di Bolsena dista circa 40 km dalle coste del mar Tirreno, 50 km
dal </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>monte
Amiata</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> e
poco più di 100 km da Roma. Il lago è facilmente raggiungibile in
auto attraverso l’autostrada del Sole A1, dalla SP lago di Bolsena
e dalla strada statale </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Aurelia
SS1</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> e
dalla statale </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Cassia
SS 2</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">.
Per chi preferisce viaggiare con i mezzi pubblici, il bacino
vulcanico è raggiungibile con il treno facendo scalo a </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Orvieto,
Viterbo e Zepponami </b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">per
poi proseguire con l’autobus. L’aeroporto più vicino è quello
di Roma Fiumicino che dista circa 125 km, mentre il porto più
importante nella zona dista 60 km e si trova a Civitavecchia.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Fonti: </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: navy;"><u><a href="https://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lago_di_Bolsena"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span lang="zxx"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">wikipedia</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></a></u></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">; </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: navy;"><u><a href="http://www.lagodibolsena.org/"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span lang="zxx"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Lago
di Bolsena</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></a></u></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">; </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: navy;"><u><a href="https://www.lazionascosto.it/"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span lang="zxx"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Lazio
nascosto</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></a></u></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">; </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: navy;"><u><a href="https://www.basilicasantacristina.it/index.php/it/il-miracolo"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span lang="zxx"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Basilica
S. Cristina – Santuario del Miracolo Eucaristico</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></a></u></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Le
fotografie a corredo dell’articolo sono state reperite in diversi
siti Internet.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<br />
</p><br /><p></p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-41960391190224286242024-01-09T10:15:00.000+01:002024-01-09T10:15:00.740+01:00MondoBlog del 9 gennaio 2024<p> </p><p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Ecco
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><a href="https://cristinabove.com/2024/01/05/ll-porto-delle-ombre/">C'è
un porto dove approdano</a></b></span></span></span></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://lieve2011.wordpress.com/2023/12/07/veniva-dai-millenni/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Dai
secoli dei secoli</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://giovigiordy.blogspot.com/2024/01/guerra-haiku.html"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Haiku
bellico</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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libreria a febbraio</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://nugae11.wordpress.com/2023/11/29/lo-vedi-il-mare/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Vista
sul mare</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-91211630596129658412023-12-31T10:38:00.002+01:002023-12-31T10:38:50.171+01:0031 dicembre 2023<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfM68dxPPet2ugz0iDTTqE1Px7yOahNjru5qcg-esDj7nX_Kxf8uwmRecmkBH5OZlULFvNrLCIRpEoM_C_7Xas26w-aZbWASOWdjKMKxX3AExwQMqFffZGNMRoUTBPaDmtGAu6Eljm7Li8IJAfmBOTgpQqNcyUOapQkjeqThUyl7Ccn4UKcgG0c_kEDkE/s640/Buon%20anno..jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="640" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfM68dxPPet2ugz0iDTTqE1Px7yOahNjru5qcg-esDj7nX_Kxf8uwmRecmkBH5OZlULFvNrLCIRpEoM_C_7Xas26w-aZbWASOWdjKMKxX3AExwQMqFffZGNMRoUTBPaDmtGAu6Eljm7Li8IJAfmBOTgpQqNcyUOapQkjeqThUyl7Ccn4UKcgG0c_kEDkE/s320/Buon%20anno..jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-62610749194384832302023-12-15T06:13:00.000+01:002023-12-15T06:13:15.123+01:00Poesie di Natale 2023<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfz4Qm885M6ue1-d1HmyX3sq8VBEFSQuq2Mtd8SKHFOzdFS1tCPXkK6MfHu20f2IBeFI9vzwemaA_tBiKwqaE056qqcnVzl8rwRDaiwI_PbdW2N9ucc8wmRXRhWB7Gw5Irz6EtWfkwrmPmlSVeHGBH8LU17Yf3xHEU8Ma2h6fVRql2xEOwH0zTHVLTrMY/s735/PNatale1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="735" height="261" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfz4Qm885M6ue1-d1HmyX3sq8VBEFSQuq2Mtd8SKHFOzdFS1tCPXkK6MfHu20f2IBeFI9vzwemaA_tBiKwqaE056qqcnVzl8rwRDaiwI_PbdW2N9ucc8wmRXRhWB7Gw5Irz6EtWfkwrmPmlSVeHGBH8LU17Yf3xHEU8Ma2h6fVRql2xEOwH0zTHVLTrMY/s320/PNatale1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Eppure
il Natale è vicino</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Piera Maria Chessa</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Si
avvicina il Natale,<br />
possiamo noi guardarci<br />
senza provare
dolore<br />
nel vedere le fotografie<br />
di adulti e bambini al
confine<br />
tra due Paesi stranieri,<br />
in balìa della sete e la
fame<br />
mentre affrontano la paura<br />
di un rigido inverno<br />
in
un luogo inospitale?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif; font-size: 12pt;">Tutti
tacciono, nessuno vede,</span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
ma osservano e parlano<br />
gli occhi
spaventati dei bambini,<br />
parla il loro pianto.<br />
Chiedono
acqua, cibo, coperte,<br />
e poi il dono più grande:<br />
un luogo
accogliente e sicuro.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif; font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif; font-size: 12pt;">Solo
il filo spinato intorno a loro,</span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
nessuna comprensione,<br />
lo
spesso muro dell’indifferenza,<br />
lo sguardo lontano e crudele<br />
di
chi non vuole sapere.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Eppure,
il Natale è vicino.<br />
Mi piace immaginare<br />
quel giorno
lontano<br />
in cui nacque un bambino<br />
in una capanna scaldata
soltanto<br />
dal fiato di un asino e un bue.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><br />
<br />
</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7q5T1BBbSyroA8SG5-x_l_NfnQVomQ5dZPNVx3r1j4Fa9KGCNJy-QkG2NWCEsGgBnphCmrPuVcM5bO-mM1Bsc1_rGvNvo0ak99_BB7Y8932l8WwUWOf-dOBcP5vQbweJwTRrFfw_7b9AydaPDsGi1uonTxa8KR0Ild2Chj1bD-JL8IIMjLwON6DdFrRk/s600/PNatale2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="468" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7q5T1BBbSyroA8SG5-x_l_NfnQVomQ5dZPNVx3r1j4Fa9KGCNJy-QkG2NWCEsGgBnphCmrPuVcM5bO-mM1Bsc1_rGvNvo0ak99_BB7Y8932l8WwUWOf-dOBcP5vQbweJwTRrFfw_7b9AydaPDsGi1uonTxa8KR0Ild2Chj1bD-JL8IIMjLwON6DdFrRk/s320/PNatale2.jpg" width="250" /></a></div><br />
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Il
vero Natale</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Giovanna Giordani</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Puntuale</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">arriverà
il giorno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
Natale</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Impazziranno
le luci</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sull’oscurità</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">dei
dolori del mondo</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Le
campane rinnoveranno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">l’invito</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">a
osannare il bambino divino</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">nella
capanna</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I
poveri</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i
miti</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e
i puri di cuore</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sanno
già che per loro</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">il
vero Natale</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">non
durerà solo un giorno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNHx8uj7rF_j5HMmX3vZHgrVm7dfc-R0SUD3fVamLv2oma8r85VJjsLEigBuxkWA1tJljF_GYo3WyIu6yzdeQ6jmwU7FYoN3dKfGnGePmQnrdMNd5pjw9SKnubDYJhtsA9C5X_9dlq0nutvUfEUOY3gNGyuTQTU1-OJFBM_pc_HXls4olpxBrRYd5RyvU/s743/PNatale3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="743" height="258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNHx8uj7rF_j5HMmX3vZHgrVm7dfc-R0SUD3fVamLv2oma8r85VJjsLEigBuxkWA1tJljF_GYo3WyIu6yzdeQ6jmwU7FYoN3dKfGnGePmQnrdMNd5pjw9SKnubDYJhtsA9C5X_9dlq0nutvUfEUOY3gNGyuTQTU1-OJFBM_pc_HXls4olpxBrRYd5RyvU/s320/PNatale3.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Inverno
di paese</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Maria Pina Ciancio</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Noi
che abbiamo corso e riso</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">con
le ginocchia sbucciate a sangue</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
ci siamo perduti e ritrovati</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
abbiamo amato e soffocato il pianto</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sulla
calce scrostata e calda</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Abbiamo
il fiato e l’ombra corta oggi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">tra
i silenziosi vicoli e le piazze</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">in
cui la storia</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">quella
raccontata e quella dei ricordi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">si
impasta con la vita e lievita</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">nei
silenzi aspirati delle case</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
consuete abitudini, di parole lente</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
sorrisi in attesa, di sguardi sognati</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">a
tratti ancora convalescenti</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Da</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #355269;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #355269;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Storie
minime (Fara, 2009)</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #355269;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b><br /></b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
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<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Mi
manca il Natale</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Renzo Montagnoli</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Mi
mancano gli zampognari</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">agli
angoli delle strade</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i
loro suoni echeggianti</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">un
mondo antico di greggi belanti</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
stazzi con un tetto di stelle</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">una
vita ferma per millenni</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">passi
che lenti si susseguono</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">verso
una lontana capanna.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Mi
mancano i fiocchi di neve</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
dipingevano un paesaggio nuovo</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
davano un’impronta di fiaba</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">per
un bianco Natale.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
mi mancano mamma e papà</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
rivedo con gli occhi di bimbo</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">raccolti
intorno al desco</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">una
famiglia che ormai non c’è più.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Mi
manca tanto il Natale</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">della
mia gioventù gli occhi stupiti</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
fronte al presepe a rinnovare</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">un
sogno che non tornerà mai più.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
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<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Nascita </b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Daniela Raimondi</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sposa
di un vecchio. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sposa
bambina. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Madre
di Dio. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
figlio scendeva, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">solcava
un cammino nella mia carne. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sentivo
le ossa incrinarsi, i nervi tesi, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">la
mia voce chiedeva pietà. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
mio corpo aveva cessato di appartenermi. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ubbidiva
a mio figlio, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">al
suo incedere verso la vita. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Con
me solo il fiato del bue e il ragliare dell’asina. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Un
ultimo, lunghissimo grido. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Prima
la testa, poi, come un pesce, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">il
bambino uscì dal mio corpo. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Nacque
muto, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">bagnato
di umori e di sangue. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Mio
figlio. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Mia
carne. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Un
corpo minuto </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">germinato
da un corpo di donna, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">un
essere nuovo, perfetto, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">coniato
nel buio, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">bagnato
dalle mie acque. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Tagliai
ciò che ancora ci univa con un pugnale. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Strofinai
la sua carne con lavanda e col sale, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">infine
lo avvolsi in una coperta. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Lo
fissavo, colma di meraviglia, incredula, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">scordata
ogni doglia. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Adoravo
il suo viso, i capelli, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i
piccoli pugni. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Non
aveva i miei occhi, e non aveva i suoi, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ma
il latte sgorgò tiepido e denso. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Portai
la sua bocca al capezzolo bruno, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">quietai
la sua fame. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
in quel momento lui non fu più il Salvatore </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ma
solo un bambino </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ed
io, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">io
fui solo una madre. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Io
sazia d’amore. Lui sazio di me. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Io
madre, lui figlio. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
in quell’attimo anche Dio attese nell’ombra. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Attese
in silenzio, lasciandoci soli. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #355269;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Da
Maria di Nazareth (Puntoacapo, 2015)</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
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<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Natale</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Mariangela De Togni</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
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<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
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<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Anche
il cuore si arrende</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">al
tuo silenzio</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">nel
profondo del chiostro</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">solitario.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Un
freddo di cristallo</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">oggi
scintilla sulle foglie</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">irrigidite
dalla brina.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
v’è una luce inconsueta</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">in
questa aurora bianca</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
Natale.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sull’orlo
della fontana</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">il
sole sprofonda</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">pallido,
e sui rami</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">dei
pioppi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">merletti
d’argento inquieti</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">nel
vento</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">tintinnano
suscitando</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">pensieri
che sanno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
attesa.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">O
Mistero di un Dio</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
si fa creatura</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">per
amore dell’umanità.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Nella
trasparenza dell’aria</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">un
sottile cerchio di luna</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">diffonde
una chiarità</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">quasi
trasognata.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
il suo Amore</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">a
cercare le tracce</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">dei
nostri passi: nebbia,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">fiume,
anonima
palma, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">vortice
che si quieta</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">soltanto
nella pace</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">della
sua misericordia. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
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<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Natale
al mare</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #355269;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Patrizia Fazzi</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E’
un natale strano, questo,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">al
mare: grigiastra l’acqua,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">senza
bagliori il cielo,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ma
al fondo, quanto azzurro nascosto...</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Eppure
si addice a quest’ora sospesa,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">a
questo amore che non vuole spegnersi,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">in
un’intermittenza di luci tra noi,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">come
un albero di Natale</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">carico
di promesse e di doni</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
non sappiamo aprire.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ancora
e sempre le onde si infrangono,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">lievi
e forti, sfidando la terra</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ad
un abbraccio, invocato e invincibile.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Cenere
bellissima</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">è
la spiaggia deserta:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">granelli
come di vita,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">da
camminarci sopra</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">a
piedi nudi,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">cercando
radici,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">respirando
il salmastro,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">fissando
l’unica barca avventurosa</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e
il gabbiano che sfiora,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">con
un affondo libero,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">il
profilo del porto.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<h2 align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Da </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #355269;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Dal
fondo dei fati (Edizioni del Leone, 2005)</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></h2>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWEGRmEZJjDYfrqQh5q_vl92KYxwq0Y_DhNh-wjZWtql_p_BBUrivuxKn2uM3-S_iR3HZdect89pdtYwqsN-nQVKLg9OBoe7sX5lvNwaIGoST8vMsdPnocnkJv1vNILzhOMmNn7st0I1yfMMJ2YeHNRyTfD8mBhgDDYtG_TqotJRsvyNvteFYiKYAwvf4/s756/PNatale8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="756" height="254" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWEGRmEZJjDYfrqQh5q_vl92KYxwq0Y_DhNh-wjZWtql_p_BBUrivuxKn2uM3-S_iR3HZdect89pdtYwqsN-nQVKLg9OBoe7sX5lvNwaIGoST8vMsdPnocnkJv1vNILzhOMmNn7st0I1yfMMJ2YeHNRyTfD8mBhgDDYtG_TqotJRsvyNvteFYiKYAwvf4/s320/PNatale8.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Non
sa di pace l’aurora</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Donatella Nardin</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Non
sa di pace l’aurora</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sepolta
scalza nell’acqua.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Non
più devoti al creato, manca</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">la
grazia alla cometa,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">all’albero
in rosso - vestito</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">d’oro
e d’argento - lo sfolgorio.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
noi non riusciremo a celebrare</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">la
luce, troppi i cuori sparati</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">da
inganni, guerre e brutture,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">troppa
l’indifferenza di un cielo</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
cela chiudendosi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">allo
stupore degli occhi.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ma
tu scendi ugualmente tra noi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Bimbo
divino a significare,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">a
rimarginare, a ingentilire</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">il
trafitto.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Da
quell’altrove senza luogo</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">né
tempo - in comunione</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">perenne
e prodigio - scendi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ugualmente
Gesù Bambino</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">a
sconfiggere il nulla, l’umana</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">malvagità.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
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<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><b>Notte di Natale</b></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><b>di Giovanni Pascoli</b></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: #233452; font-family: Verdana, serif; font-size: 12pt;">Si
vegliava sui monti. Erano pochi</span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #233452;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
pastori che vegliavano sui
monti<br />
di Giuda. Quasi spenti erano i fuochi.<br />
Ognuno
guardava i cieli, come stanco<br />
stanco nel cuore; ognuno avea
vicino<br />
il dolce uguale ruminar del branco.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #233452;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
un canto invase allora i cieli: Pace<br />
sopra la terra! E i fuochi
quasi spenti<br />
arsero, e desta scintillò la brace.<br />
come per
improvvisa ala di venti<br />
silenziosi, e si sentì nei cieli<br />
come
il soffio di due grandi battenti.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #233452;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Erano
in alto nubi, pari a steli<br />
di giglio, sopra Betlehem: già
pronti<br />
erano, in piedi, attoniti ed aneli,<br />
i pastori.<br />
E
un angelo era, con le braccia stese,<br />
tra loro, come un’alta
esile croce,<br />
bianca; e diceva – Gioia con voi! Scese<br />
Dio
sulla terra. Ed a ciascuno il cuore<br />
sobbalzò verso il bianco
angelo, e prese<br />
via per vedere il Grande che non muore.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #233452;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Mossero,
e Betlehemm, sotto l’osanna<br />
de’ cieli ed il fiorir
dell’infinito<br />
dormiva. E videro, ecco, una capanna.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #233452;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ed
ai pastori l’accennò col dito<br />
un angelo: una stalla umida e
nera,<br />
donde gemeva un filo di vagito.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
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</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
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</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<br />
</p><br /><p></p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-51409573357787675612023-12-15T06:05:00.000+01:002023-12-15T06:05:14.346+01:00MolndoBlog del 15 dicembre 2023<p> </p><p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Ecco
qualcosa che può interessare:</b></span></span></p>
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</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://pieramariachessa.wordpress.com/2023/12/01/fa-freddo/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>L'inverno
è ormai vicino e infatti Fa freddo</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://nugae11.wordpress.com/2023/12/08/e-forse/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Forse
che sì, o forse che no, o più semplicemente forse?</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://letteratitudinenews.wordpress.com/2023/12/11/pas-de-sicile-ritorno-a-candora-di-domenico-cacopardo-crovini-ianieri/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Cacopardo
ritorna a Candora</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://giovigiordy.blogspot.com/2023/09/e-tempo-di-riporre-lestate.html"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Estate,
addio!</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><a href="https://lieve2011.wordpress.com/2023/11/12/scheggia-n-73/"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Tututún,
tututún, tututún</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></u></span></span><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://cristinabove.com/2023/12/09/qui-ce-del-non-detto/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Siamo
sicuri che non manchi qualcosa?</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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</p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-3156903755688008412023-11-15T10:51:00.003+01:002023-11-15T10:58:03.612+01:00Racconti di Natale 2023<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ4gJUZTMU6CAB38MOOpAKbFhELsQTdKeLtM85Llq_D6s6rFN9AsSIIP6A7HdPPgV1rZB8-VKZDaVYrat6K6C1UkSTC7y_ne7bqjkQ0t3GYrJU0qidJW9hu0eo6W6MygWnqKzRCJyzi0evcOvWdIrpc_kh_y2yvKoTu8DIoVMD7TlZDMGkmi-19yfGY4g/s800/Natale%201a.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="534" data-original-width="800" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZ4gJUZTMU6CAB38MOOpAKbFhELsQTdKeLtM85Llq_D6s6rFN9AsSIIP6A7HdPPgV1rZB8-VKZDaVYrat6K6C1UkSTC7y_ne7bqjkQ0t3GYrJU0qidJW9hu0eo6W6MygWnqKzRCJyzi0evcOvWdIrpc_kh_y2yvKoTu8DIoVMD7TlZDMGkmi-19yfGY4g/s320/Natale%201a.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Il
Natale dei pensionati</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Renzo Montagnoli</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Fra
continui annunci del governo che prometteva il pagamento delle
pensioni di dicembre e tacite smentite si arrivò al 24 dicembre,
vigilia di Natale, allorché si sparse la voce, iniziata da non si sa
chi, che presso tutti gli uffici postali c’erano le agognate
risorse. Fu come un temporale estivo, con i primi cupi brontolii e
poi in un crescendo di tuonate, sicché vecchi e meno vecchi,
invalidi, storpi, colpiti da Alzheimer, ciechi che prima non vedevano
la luna a un palmo di naso, si misero in cammino vocianti, tutti
diretti al più vicino sportello delle poste. La stessa cosa accadde
a Verzù, piccolo paese della pianura lombarda, ricco di sole e
calore in estate e di nebbie e di freddo in inverno. I locali
carabinieri, allarmati per questa fiumana che andava ingrossando
lungo il percorso, si disposero ad attenderli, muniti di casco, scudo
e manganello, nella piazza del municipio, dove appunto c’era anche
l’ufficio postale, i cui dipendenti sprangarono l’ingresso,
pronti a resistere come i soldati di Forte Apache.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ma
chi avrebbe mai potuto fermare quell’orda di affamati, a digiuno da
parecchi giorni, che già poco mangiava quando pagavano i due soldi
delle minime?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
maresciallo invitò alla calma i facinorosi, ma fu tutto vano: i sei
carabinieri della stazione furono travolti, aggrediti a calci, pugni
e morsi, e chi riuscì a fuggire fu visto correre di sghimbescio con
una protesi dentaria agganciata a una natica, sì, perché la fame e
l’impotenza di fronte a un governo ladro e inetto rende il popolo
disperato, che usa qualsiasi mezzo per far sentir le sue ragioni,
anche la bocca, soprattutto quella che insieme allo stomaco è da
giorni inattiva. La porta fu sfondata, si saltò il balcone, si
carcerarono invano quei soldi che non c’erano, e allora, tutti,
come a un segnale convenuto, gridarono: - All’Ipermercato! </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: verdana; text-align: left;">Fu
peggio della rivolta dei forconi, anzi sarebbe stata ricordata come
la rivolta delle forchette, impugnate con entrambe le mani per poter
mettere qualcosa sotto i denti.</span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
grande emporio commerciale era indifeso, ormai accessibile, perché i
dipendenti pensarono bene di tagliare la corda. La fiumana piombò
nei locali e arraffò di tutto; i più fortunati misero le mani,
pardon infilzarono i rebbi delle forchette nella preziose carni e si
ingozzarono senza cuocere; c’era chi girava tenendo in equilibrio
cinque o sei scatolette di sardine sott’olio, altri, quelli meno
fortunati e dalla vista corta, cercarono inutilmente di aprire degli
strani barattoli con sopra disegnate delle mosche e delle zanzare. Il
colpo più grosso lo fece il geom. Sollievo, un novantenne cieco come
una talpa, che si sforzava di mandar giù quella che credeva
margarina vegetale e che invece, a detta di molti, era crema per le
mani.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Comunque,
tutti, chi più chi meno, ebbero l’antipasto, perché con lo
stomaco impigrito da giorni di digiuno anche una trota intera,
divorata cruda, serviva solo a solleticare l’appetito. Fra rutti e
peti quella folla lasciò l’ipermercato, decisa a soddisfarsi negli
altri negozi del paese. Non uno sfuggì al linciaggio e così furono
divorati i fiori del fioraio (qualcuno poi dirà che i migliori erano
quelli finti, anche se un po’ duretti), del bar non restò che la
macchina da caffè fracassata e non sfuggirono allo scempio nemmeno
la merceria, con i bottoni scambiati per succose caramelle, e la
tabaccheria, che vide stecche e stecche di sigarette trangugiate,
anziché andate in fumo. Il sindaco, il rag. Porcelloni, grande e
grosso com’era s’azzardò ad arringare la folla, ma fu travolto,
calpestato, perfino mordicchiato.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ormai
non c’era più nessun freno e fra quelli che erano riusciti a
mettere nello stomaco qualcosa ci fu anche chi tentò di usar
violenza alla perpetua del prete, la Cesira, storta e gobba, e forse
anche a lei non sarebbe dispiaciuto, ma vuoi per il momento di
tensione e diciamo anche francamente per l’età, si risolse in un
nulla di fatto, con il vecchietto che si rialzò continuando invano a
cercare con la mano dentro la patta dei pantaloni.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Poi
qualcuno, non si sa chi, gridò: - A morte i politici! E il grido
percorse tutto stivale. A Roma in Parlamento, al governo si richiese
l’intervento dell’esercito, ma questo nicchiava, perché non era
pagato da quasi un anno e allora avvenne un fuggi fuggi, chi con
l’auto blu, chi con l’elicottero blu, chi con l’aereo blu,
insomma sembrava la grande fuga dei Puffi.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Brutta
cosa la folla inferocita, peggio di un bisonte impazzito e i politici
che non furono svelti ad eclissarsi ne uscirono malconci. L’onorevole
Trepalle, famoso per i suoi discorsi roboanti e inconcludenti, fu
visto l’ultima volta correre in mutande in Piazza Venezia, per poi
gettarsi nel Tevere; il senatore Scartino, sì proprio lui, il
difensore, a parole, dei pensionati, finì fra gli addobbi del
gigantesco pino natalizio di Piazza Navona, e fu anche fortunato,
perché il direttore generale dell’INPS, legato come un salame, fu
fatto rotolare giù per i sette colli. Ovunque risuonava un unico
grido: Pane! E ai pensionati si erano intanto aggregati i
disoccupati, i cassaintegrati, gli studenti senza speranza, le
casalinghe , i poliziotti, i carabinieri, insomma il paese era
diventato un vulcano in eruzione.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">In
mezzo a tutti questi clamori si arrivò alla mezzanotte e fu allora
che si udì una voce forte scendere dal cielo: - Basta, figlioli,
tornate a casa, i vostri nemici sono fuggiti, fate in modo che non
ritornino, trovate della brava gente che vi guidi e celebrate questa
grande festa.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Poco
a poco i rivoltosi si dispersero, tornarono alle dimore, stanchi, ma
speranzosi, trascorsero il Natale dormendo, e così anche Santo
Stefano, e quando si risvegliarono accesero i televisori e, con
sgomento, videro che i politici erano di nuovo sugli scranni del
potere. Spensero sconsolati gli apparecchi, abbassarono gli occhi,
misero la coda fra le gambe, restarono come inebetiti per non più di
cinque minuti e poi come cani bastonati si ricordarono della droga
dei poveri; riaccesero allora il televisore appena in tempo, perché
l’arbitro stava fischiando l’inizio del derby cittadino fra Inter
e Milan.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">Il
tesoro dei poveri </span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal;">di
Gabriele D’Annunzio</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">C'era
una volta, non so più in quale terra, una coppia di poverelli.<br />
Ed
erano, questi due poverelli, così miseri che non possedevano nulla,
ma proprio nulla di nulla.<br />
Non avevan pane da mettere nella
madia, nè madia da metter vi pane.<br />
Non avevano casa per
mettervi una madia, nè campo per fabbricarvi casa.<br />
Se
avessero posseduto un campo, anche grande quanto un fazzoletto,
avrebbero potuto guadagnare tanto da fabbricarvi la casa.<br />
E se
avessero avuto la madia, è certo che in un modo o in un altro,
in un angolo o in una fenditura, avrebbero potuto trovare un pezzo di
pane o almeno una briciola.<br />
Ma non avendo nè campo, nè casa,
nè madia, nè pane, erano in verità assai tapini.<br />
Ma non
tanto del pane lamentavano la mancanza, quanto della casa.<br />
Del
pane ne avevano abbastanza per elemosina; e qualche volta avevano
anche un po' di companatico, e qualche<br />
volta anche un sorso di
vino.<br />
Ma i poveretti avrebbero preferito rimanere sempre
a digiuno, e possedere una casa dove accendere qualche
ramo secco e ragionar placidamente dinanzi alla brace.<br />
Quel
che vi ha di meglio al mondo, in verità, a preferenza anche del
mangiare, è posseder quattro mura per ricoverarsi. Senza le sue
quattro mura, l'uomo è come una bestia errante.<br />
E i due
poverelli si sentivano più miseri che mai, in una sera triste
della vigilia di Natale: triste soltanto per loro, poichè tutti
gli altri in quella sera hanno il fuoco nel camino e le scarpe quasi
affondate nella cenere.<br />
Come si lamentavano e tremavano, su la
via maestra, nella notte buia, s'imbatterono in un gatto che
faceva un miagolìo roco e dolce.<br />
Era, in verità, un gatto
misero assai, misero quanto loro, poichè non aveva che la pelle
sulle ossa e pochissimi peli sulla pelle.<br />
S'egli avesse
avuto molti peli sulla pelle, certo la pelle sarebbe stata in
migliori condizioni.<br />
Se la sua pelle fosse stata in condizioni
migliori, certo non avrebbe aderito così strettamente alle ossa.<br />
E
s'egli non avesse avuto la pelle aderente alle ossa, certo
sarebbe stato forte abbastanza per pigliar topi e per non
rimanere così magro.<br />
Ma, non avendo peli, ed avendo invece la
pelle sulle ossa, egli era in verità un gatto assai
meschinello.<br />
I poverelli son buoni e s'aiutano fra loro.<br />
I
due nostri dunque raccolsero il gatto, e neppur pensarono a
mangiarselo; chè anzi gli diedero un po' di lardo che avevano avuto
per elemosina.<br />
Il gatto, com'ebbe mangiato, si mise a camminare
dinanzi a loro e li condusse a una vecchia capanna
abbandonata.<br />
C'eran là due sgabelli e un focolare, che un
raggio di luna illuminò un istante, e poi sparve.<br />
Ed anche
il gatto sparve col raggio di luna, cosicchè i due poverellì
si trovaron seduti nelle tenebre, innanzi al nero focolare, che
l'assenza del fuoco rendeva ancor più nero.<br />
- Ah! -
dissero - se avessimo appena un tizzone!<br />
Fa tanto freddo! E
sarebbe tanto dolce scaldarsi un poco e raccontare favole!<br />
Ma,
ahimè l non c'era fuoco nel focolare, poichè essi erano
miseri; in verità, assai miseri.<br />
D'un tratto due carboni si
accesero in fondo al camino: due carboni gialli come l'oro.<br />
E il
vecchio si fregò le mani in segno di gioia, dicendo alla sua
donna:<br />
- Senti che buon caldo?<br />
- Sento, sento! - rispose la
vecchia.<br />
E distese le palme aperte dinanzi al fuoco.<br />
-
Soffia ci sopra, - ella soggiunse. - La brace farà la fiamma.<br />
-
No, - disse l'uomo. - si consumerebbe troppo presto.<br />
E si
misero a ragionare del tempo passato, senza tristezza, poichè si
sentiva n tutti ringagliarditi dalla vista dei due tizzoni lucenti.<br />
I
poverelli si contentan di poco e son più felici. I nostri due si
rallegrarono, fin nell'intimo cuore, del bel dono di Gesù
Bambino, e resero fervide grazie al Bambino Gesù.<br />
Tutta la
notte continuarono a favoleggiare scaldandosi, sicuri ormai d'esser
protetti dal Bambino Gesù, poichè i due carboni brillavan
sempre come due monete nuove, e non si consumavano mai.<br />
E,
quando venne l'alba, i due poverelli che avevano avuto caldo e
agio tutta la notte, videro in fondo al camino il povero gatto che li
guardava con i suoi grandi occhi d'oro.<br />
Ed essi non ad altro
fuoco s'erano scaldati, che al baglior di quegli occhi.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>L’angelo
messaggero</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal;"><b>di
Giovanna Giordani</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">L’angelo
messaggero iniziò il suo viaggio intorno alla Terra per raccogliere
notizie da riferire al suo amato Gesù che fra poco avrebbe compiuto
ben 2019 anni. La festa in cielo per questo compleanno era magnifica:
gli angeli cantavano canzoni dolcissime e le anime di coloro che
nella vita avevano amato Gesù si univano ai cori gioiosamente. La
splendida luce delle stelle illuminava ogni cosa.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">L’angelo
messaggero aprì dunque le sue grandi ali e iniziò a volare
scrutando attentamente il mondo. Egli vide che in certe zone
brillavano infinite luci artificiali sulle case e sui palazzi, ma
soprattutto nei grandi magazzini. Ne fu quasi abbagliato. Continuando
il suo volo notò che in altre zone, invece, brillavano delle piccole
luci che però non erano artificiali bensì delle gioconde fiammelle.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Lo
annotò sul suo “diario di bordo” e, finito il giro intorno al
nostro pianeta, tornò dal suo Gesù.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<li><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Ho
visto in certi luoghi miriadi di luci splendenti come fossero
impazzite – riferì l’angelo - si vede che gli uomini ci tengono
al tuo compleanno! Strade, negozi, bancarelle, era tutto un
luccicare festoso e ne sono stato quasi abbagliato. In certe zone
però non vedevo luci abbaglianti e ho dovuto abbassarmi per vedere
meglio. Mano a mano che scendevo potevo notare delle piccole
fiammelle che tremolavano nel buio. In quel luogo, notai inoltre,
con mia grande gioia, che c’era un’atmosfera di pace e serenità.
–</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
</li><li><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">E
poi cos’altro hai visto? – Chiese Gesù.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
</li><li><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Non
vorrei dirtelo - rispose l’angelo - ma dato che me lo chiedi devo
confessarti che ho visto anche delle enormi chiazze di luce che
uccidevano gli uomini. Laggiù le chiamano armi, o bombe, credo, e
la loro vista mi ha procurato tanta tristezza .</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
</li><li><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Anche
a me questa tua notizia procura immensa tristezza e dolore - rispose
Gesù. – Ti dirò anche - proseguì – che le fiammelle di cui mi
hai parlato sono quelle che brillano nei cuori che vorrebbero vivere
in pace assieme a tutti i loro simili e sanno il vero significato
della parola ‘Amore’ . Sono loro che un giorno saranno qui fra
noi a festeggiare in letizia il mio compleanno –</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
</li><li><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Capisco
– rispose l’angelo – spero proprio di vederne tante di quelle
fiammelle nel mio prossimo viaggio! –</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Poi
si sedette accanto a Gesù e gli consegnò il suo “diario di bordo”
mentre tutto intorno era un andirivieni di angeli e anime indaffarati
per i preparativi della festa. L’angelo messaggero li osservava
sorridendo, poi, rivolgendosi al suo grande amico e Signore gli
disse: ti vogliamo bene, buon compleanno, Gesù! -</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>La
bacchetta magica del Natale</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal;"><b>di
Danila Oppio</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Fata
Serenella era perplessa, non sapeva cosa regalare ai bambini del
mondo per Natale.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Molti
piccoli avevano di tutto, altri proprio nulla. Ma non sono i giochi
quel che lei desiderava donare ai bambini, piuttosto cose o
situazioni di cui avevano veramente bisogno.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Le
guerre esplodevano quasi in ogni luogo, e a lei questa faccenda non
piaceva per nulla.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">In
alcuni luoghi del mondo mancava l’acqua, i bimbi morivano di sete,
e non solo loro.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">In
altre zone soffrivano la fame, o venivano colpiti da malattie
piuttosto gravi.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Insomma,
Serenella era molto preoccupata, allora chiese alla Regina delle Fate
di darle una bacchetta magica che facesse meraviglie.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">La
Regina le disse che per poterla usare, doveva caricarla di tanto
Amore, altrimenti non avrebbe funzionato a dovere.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<li><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Oh,
di amore ne ho tanto nel cuore, ma quella bacchetta dovrebbe farlo
nascere anche nel cuore degli umani, altrimenti quel che desidero
donare ai bambini non sarebbe sufficiente.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Stai
tranquilla, farò in modo che questa bacchetta trasformi i cuori
degli uomini.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
</li><li><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Grazie
mia Regina!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Fata
Serenella pensò che dovesse cominciare a volare sul mondo molto
prima di Natale, per riempire i cuori di tanto Amore.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Volò
sopra i Paesi dove infuriavano le guerre, e gettò la polverina
magica che fuoriusciva della bacchetta.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Poi
volò sopra quei Paesi dove non pioveva da tanto tempo e la siccità
bruciava ogni cosa.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Fece
piovere, di una pioggia leggera che non causasse alluvioni o
allagamenti.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Inviò
poi medicine per curare quelle malattie che facevano soffrire i
bambini.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Quindi,
sempre usando un particolare movimento della bacchetta, creò una
carovana di camion pieni di cibarie, di ogni tipo e sapore, per
nutrire i bambini e le loro famiglie, che da tempo non avevano nulla
da mettere sotto i denti.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Sperava
che per Natale tutti fossero felici, perché non sono le cose inutili
a donare felicità, ma il necessario per vivere serenamente.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Il
lavoro di Serenella non è cosa da poco, ma se gli esseri umani non
si impegnano ad abbracciare la fratellanza, la generosità e tutti
quei sentimenti che fanno parte della parola Amore, la sua sola
bacchetta magica può fare ben poco.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Il
Natale più bello è apprendere che le guerre sono scomparse dal
mondo, che nessuno muore di fame o di sete, che tutti abbiano
l’opportunità di curare la propria salute.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Cara
Fata Serenella, tu fai quel che puoi, e noi ci impegneremo di
affiancarti in questi bellissimi doni natalizi, perché l’Unione fa
la Forza. Purtroppo, una sola bacchetta magica non serve, se tutta
l’umanità non si impegna sul serio.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Noi
abbiamo apprezzato le tue buone intenzioni, ma il cuore degli uomini
non sempre accoglie il vero Amore. Che sia un Natale colmo di buone
notizie!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Un
regalo di Natale molto speciale</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal;"><b>di
Piera Maria Chessa</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />
</span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Era
ormai tardi, bisognava andare a dormire, ma Ferruccio, quella sera,
non aveva proprio voglia di riposare. Col papà Diego e la mamma
Sandra aveva appena guardato alla televisione il telegiornale, dove
in un servizio ricordavano ciò che era avvenuto esattamente un anno
prima in Trentino, luogo in cui loro vivevano, quando la tempesta
Vaia, con le sue terribili piogge, aveva procurato la caduta di un
numero impressionante di alberi, raccontavano anche che cosa in
quell'anno appena trascorso era stato fatto, e com'era ora la
situazione, soprattutto nella foresta di Paneveggio, forse la zona
più colpita dell'intera regione.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Ferruccio,
che aveva solo nove anni ma una maturità straordinaria per la sua
età, non aveva perso una virgola dell'intero servizio, e generoso
com'era non si dava pace, nutrendo già per la natura un amore
sconfinato. La mamma e il papà cercavano di rasserenarlo
spiegandogli che ci sarebbe voluto ancora tanto tempo ma che non
bisognava disperare, in qualche modo avrebbero trovato delle
soluzioni.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Lui,
che leggeva già tanto e di tutto, rivolgendosi ai genitori aveva
detto:" Ma sapete quanto tempo occorre perché un albero
abbattuto possa essere sostituito, non cresce mica in un giorno!
Quanti anni passeranno? E ora ne è trascorso uno soltanto... Io, che
sono un bambino, diventerò un ragazzo, e poi un uomo come te, papà,
prima che tutti i nuovi alberi diventino grandi come quelli caduti.
E' una cosa terribile!"</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">I
suoi genitori non trovarono parole per replicare, e rimasero in
silenzio, Ferruccio aveva ragione. Tutti e tre, dispiaciuti, andarono
a dormire.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />
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</span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Si
era a fine ottobre, il tempo passava veloce e dicembre non tardò ad
arrivare, il Natale era ormai vicino. Ferruccio non vedeva l'ora, lo
aspettava con impazienza, come tutti i bambini della sua età, ma la
sua testolina sempre attiva non smetteva di lavorare. Soprattutto in
quegli ultimi due mesi, quante volte aveva ripensato alla tempesta
Vaia e ai danni che aveva procurato!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Era
figlio unico, avrebbe desiderato tanto un fratello o una sorella, ma
non erano mai arrivati, in compenso lui "era venuto su bene",
come dicevano gli amici dei suoi genitori, che col tempo se n'erano
fatti una ragione. Erano soddisfatti della loro vita e fieri di avere
un figlio così. Ne capivano le necessità e lasciavano che si
circondasse di amici; per questo motivo la loro casa e il loro
giardino erano sempre molto "vissuti" e colmi di voci
infantili che si rincorrevano.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Verso
la metà di dicembre, come tutti gli anni, Ferruccio scrisse la sua
lettera di Natale. In realtà, da qualche tempo, pur avendo solo nove
anni, aveva smesso di credere alle belle favole e ai bei doni che
sarebbero dovuti arrivare chissà da dove sulla slitta trainata dalle
renne. Era stato purtroppo un suo compagno di scuola, un po' più
smaliziato degli altri, a prendersi la briga di fugare ogni dubbio.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">"Guardate
che a me l'ha detto il mio papà, lui è grande e non dice bugie. E
mi ha anche detto che non devo mai "farmi illusioni",
proprio così ha detto!"</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">E
fu così che Ferruccio e i suoi compagni quel giorno persero un
pezzetto della loro infanzia e di colpo diventarono un pochino più
vecchi.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Lui
non perse tuttavia la bella abitudine di scrivere la sua lettera, e i
nuovi destinatari diventarono i suoi genitori.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Lo
faceva di nascosto, alla sera, quando si ritrovava da solo nella sua
cameretta, e scriveva, scriveva... Raccontava di sè, dell'affetto
che provava per loro, di quelli che erano i suoi desideri.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Ma
quella sera non concluse la lettera, in fondo aveva ancora del tempo,
voleva pensarci bene, magari nei giorni successivi gli sarebbe venuta
qualche buona nuova idea sui regali da chiedere.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Andò
a dormire sereno, soddisfatto di ciò che aveva già scritto. Il
tepore della sua camera, e soprattutto del suo letto, gli
conciliarono il sonno.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />
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</span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">"Che
freddo", disse Ferruccio, "perché sento tutto questo
freddo? Mamma, ho la febbre!"</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Aprì
gli occhi spaventato, guardandosi intorno e cercando sua madre, ma
intorno a sè vide soltanto buio. Che cosa stava succedendo?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">"Ho
paura, mamma, dove sei?", chiese sottovoce. Ma la mamma non
c'era.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Per
fortuna, lentamente, incominciava ad albeggiare. Sempre più
preoccupato continuò a scrutare intorno. Si trovava in un bosco da
solo, disteso vicino a dei grossi sassi, e percepiva sotto di sè il
freddo della terra umida. Si mise seduto e guardò meglio. Vi era
tanto verde, era l'erba cresciuta in quei giorni di pioggia. Guardò
verso l'alto. Quanti alberi! Li riconobbe, erano i suoi amati abeti,
e poi tanto muschio intorno che ricopriva i sassi. Si alzò per
sgranchirsi le gambe, si sentiva indolenzito e sempre più
infreddolito, meravigliato per quel che stava vivendo. A un certo
punto sentì, sugli alberi che lo circondavano, il trillo di un
uccello, subito dopo lo vide accanto a sè. Aveva il piumaggio rosso
e verde, e lo osservava incuriosito emettendo un verso che a
Ferruccio parve molto melodioso. Forse era il suo modo consueto di
salutare, così pensò. Ma non fece in tempo ad abituarsi a quella
singolare compagnia che d'improvviso avvertì uno strano brusio che,
a mano a mano che si avvicinava, diventava più forte. La luce
dell'alba, che ora filtrava tra i rami degli abeti, gli permise di
vedere meglio.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Su
un sentiero ricoperto d'erba avanzavano decine e decine di minuscoli
ometti luminosi, così parvero a Ferruccio, poi, quando arrivarono
ormai a pochi passi da lui, capì che si trattava del colore dei loro
striminziti abitini gialli. Si posizionarono intorno formando un
ampio cerchio, uno di loro si fermò nel mezzo. Sempre più
sbalordito, Ferruccio sentì il suo cuore che batteva forte. L'omino
al centro, forse il capo, o forse il più anziano del gruppo, prese
solennemente la parola. La sua voce era quasi un bisbiglio, gentile
ma ugualmente ferma.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">"Ciao,
ragazzo, ci presentiamo subito, siamo l'esercito degli Omini gialli e
viviamo in questi boschi da tanto tempo, secoli o millenni, questo
non te lo so dire, posso però dirti che non abbiamo età, non
festeggiamo i compleanni, come fate invece voi umani, e rimaniamo
sempre uguali a noi stessi. Vedi, siamo piccoli piccoli, ma non
invecchiamo mai. Abbiamo un compito ben preciso, quello di difendere
questi boschi straordinari, ci opponiamo alla natura, quando diventa
matrigna, ma l'aiutiamo quando ha bisogno di noi. E soprattutto
quando dobbiamo difenderla dagli uomini. Siamo molto piccoli, ma
anche numerosi, e uniamo le nostre forze. Proprio come fanno le
formiche, così capaci di trasportare persino grossi pesi. Quando
ritornerai a casa, dovrai dire ai tuoi amici, ma soprattutto agli
adulti, i più pericolosi, di non fare del male alla natura, perché
non rispettandola fanno male innanzitutto a se stessi. Sono grandi e
grossi, mica come noi, ma privi di cervello. Ora vai, e Buon Natale!
Perdonaci se ti abbiamo spaventato.".</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><br />
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</span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">"Ferruccio,
dormi ancora? Guarda che si fa tardi, oggi non è domenica, si va a
scuola. Presto però potrai dormire a lungo, pochi giorni e sarà
Natale!".</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">"Ma
come? Dove sono? Quando sono tornato?" Ferruccio non si
capacitava, dunque, aveva solo sognato? Guardò la mamma con uno
sguardo perso, un po' il sogno, un po' la sorpresa lo avevano
completamente disorientato. Lei aspettò con pazienza che si
svegliasse per bene, doveva aver dormito profondamente quella notte.
Ma Ferruccio si riprese in fretta e incominciò a raccontarle il suo
strano sogno. Non lo avrebbe invece raccontato ai compagni, forse lo
avrebbero deriso, ma soprattutto voleva tenerlo per sè, soltanto i
suoi genitori avrebbero capito e non si sarebbero presi gioco di lui.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Ora
avrebbe atteso il Natale con trepidazione, aveva ancora un impegno da
assolvere: la sua lettera non era conclusa; quella sera stessa, prima
di andare a dormire, avrebbe chiesto ai suoi genitori i due regali
per lui più belli.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">In
fondo non abitavano poi così lontano dalla foresta di Paneveggio,
desiderava tanto vederla, dopo ciò che era successo voleva
accertarsi che, sia pure lentamente, le cose stessero migliorando.
Alla televisione ne avevano parlato ancora, ricordava che qualcuno
aveva fatto una proposta, quella di "adottare" un albero.
Avevano usato proprio quel verbo, come si fa con i bambini, si disse,
lui queste cose le sapeva, un suo compagno era stato adottato.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Avrebbe
chiesto informazioni ai genitori, ecco, quello sarebbe stato un
regalo di Natale davvero speciale per lui, che voleva sinceramente
fare qualcosa per i suoi amati alberi.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Un’aquila
a Natale</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-style: normal;"><b>di
Aurelio Caliri</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">C’era
una volta un bambino che si chiamava Federico ed era un tipo molto
dormiglione. Quella mattina, inspiegabilmente, si svegliò all’alba
e mentre si vestiva si chiedeva il perché di tale levataccia. Era la
vigilia di Natale e sentiva come un richiamo, come se qualcosa di
misterioso lo spingesse a scuotersi, ad agire. Uscì sulla terrazzina
della mansarda che dava sui tetti e rimase sorpreso dallo splendore
strano del sole che s’affacciava all’orizzonte e irradiava con
sfumature giallastre la sua luce sulle case. Ma c’era qualcos’altro
di cui non si capacitava: non avvertiva il benché minimo senso di
freddo, nonostante la stagione invernale ormai inoltrata; l’aria
poi sembrava immobile, come incantata e, soprattutto, c’era un
silenzio quasi allarmante: nessun rumore di macchine, di treni, di
persone, di animali. La vita si era fermata.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Il
bambino, pur affascinato dalla novità, fu pervaso da un senso di
inquietudine, ma poi, al pensiero che il padre e la madre dormivano
nella camera accanto, si sentì confortato e cercò subito di
analizzare la situazione e capire. Ecco, era come se qualcosa
d’ignoto incombesse sulla natura, come se un evento soprannaturale
stesse per manifestarsi. Si guardò intorno per valutare meglio il
fenomeno e, d’un tratto, giunse al suo orecchio un frullare
distinto di ali che s’avvicinava, quindi il sole per un attimo fu
oscurato da un uccello enorme che planò dinanzi a lui e
tranquillamente si posò sul tetto, a un paio di metri di distanza.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Era
un’aquila maestosa, le sue penne brillavano al sole e i suoi grandi
occhi, che non avevano nulla della ferocia dei rapaci, guardavano
fissi il bambino. Questi rimase immobile dalla meraviglia, come
ipnotizzato, ma sulla paura istintiva ebbe la meglio la curiosità,
il desiderio di conoscere quella nuova realtà. Lo sguardo
dell’animale aveva un che di umano, sembrava volesse comunicare un
messaggio,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">volesse
parlare, e infatti inaspettatamente l’aquila parlò. Disse:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Vuoi
venire con me? Vuoi trascorrere in un modo speciale questa vigilia?
Vedrai, sarà bellissimo: sarà il mio regalo di Natale!”.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Il
bambino deglutì, l’emozione gli impediva di articolare le parole,
ma riuscì infine a dominarsi e rispose:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ma
dove mi porti? Vengono con me anche i miei genitori?”.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">No,
mi dispiace”, replicò l’aquila, “ma non ti preoccupare: vedrai
che ti raggiungeranno nel posto in cui andiamo!”.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Il
bambino era indeciso sul da farsi: l’uccello misterioso,
l’avventura inaspettata esercitavano su di lui un’attrattiva
fortissima e nello stesso tempo aveva timore di lasciare la sua casa.
Chiese:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ma
è sicuro che i miei genitori mi raggiungeranno? E poi, in che modo
vengo con te?”.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">L’animale
si accostò zampettando sulle tegole fino al margine del muretto che
delimitava il tetto e gli disse:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“ </span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sali
e tieniti stretto. Per il resto ti assicuro che non avrai alcun
problema”.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Il
bambino accantonò ogni perplessità e, issatosi agilmente sul
parapetto, con un balzo si mise a cavalcioni del pennuto e fece
appena in tempo ad aggrapparsi al suo collo vigoroso perché subito
si librò in volo distendendo le ali immense e muovendole
ritmicamente.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Che
spettacolo la terra vista dall’alto che scorreva a perdita
d’occhio! Il bambino era stordito dall’aria e dalla luce che lo
investivano con impeto, ma non provava alcuna apprensione, anzi si
sentiva sicuro. L’aquila col suo sguardo dolce e quasi umano, con i
suoi modi gentili, gli aveva comunicato quella sicurezza, insieme a
un grande senso di libertà che lo colmava di gioia.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">L’uccello
atterrò dolcemente vicino a una casa che si trovava sul limitare di
un bosco e parlò ancora:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Scendi
ed entra: ti stanno aspettando!”.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ma
chi mi aspetta?”, chiese il bambino, “e tu, non vieni con me?”</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">No,
non posso, vado dai miei aquilotti su in montagna: anche per noi è
Natale! Ma verrò dopo. Tu intanto vai …vedrai …”.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Dette
queste parole si alzò in volo e in breve scomparve al di là degli
immensi alberi secolari.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Il
bambino s’avviò titubante verso l’ingresso socchiuso e saliti
diversi scalini e attraversata una specie di anticamera si trovò in
una vasta cucina fuligginosa e semibuia dove c’era un grande
fermento. Il forno era stato appena acceso perché la fiamma era
ancora alta e dei ramoscelli secchi scoppiettavano allegramente. Una
signora sui quarant’anni vi accudiva con un rastrello di ferro e
quando lui si avvicinò lei si voltò e lo salutò:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ciao!
Ti stavamo aspettando. Tra poco ti farò una bella focaccia!”.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Aveva
un sorriso tenero, struggente, ed era così affettuosa che si sentì
riscaldare dentro. Intanto, guardandosi intorno, trasalì dalla
sorpresa: in un angolo stavano seduti i suoi nonni, Turi e Nina, i
genitori di Maria, sua madre, che lo guardavano sorridendo. Si
avvicinò e li abbracciò. Chiese:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ma
voi che fate qua?”</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Siamo
venuti per vederti: è Natale, no?”.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Che
strano! Erano tanti anni che non li incontrava e, mentre cercava di
capire come mai si trovassero là, gli si avvicinò un bambino della
sua età e al vederlo si sentì ancora pervadere dalla meraviglia.
Gli somigliava moltissimo, era come avere davanti un altro se stesso:
stessi lineamenti, stessi occhi, stessa statura. Era suo fratello?
fratello gemello? Ma l’unico suo fratello, Mirko, era già grande,
biondo, con gli occhi azzurri. Nemmeno allora ebbe il tempo di
riflettere perché il bambino, dopo aver dato un bacio alla madre
Bettina, che badava al forno, lo prese per un braccio e
affettuosamente gli disse:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Vieni,
ti faccio vedere qualcosa!”.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Lo
portò nella parte opposta della cucina e in una gabbia vide i propri
scoiattolini che saltavano da una estremità all’altra senza un
attimo di sosta, come impazziti dal piacere di rivederlo. Ma che
succedeva? Come mai si trovavano in quella cucina? Come se non
bastasse, vicino c’era un’altra gabbia più grande e dentro vide
Ciccia, la sua coniglietta bianca, soffice, bellissima. Ebbe un tuffo
al cuore. Aprì la gabbia, la prese, la baciò, se la strinse forte
al petto. Ma cosa significava tutto ciò? Non vedeva Ciccia da molto
tempo: che ci faceva in qual posto?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">L’abbaiare
di un cane lo distolse ancora una volta dalla sua riflessione.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Viola,
zitta!”, le intimò il bambino che sembrava suo fratello gemello.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Ma
allora era Viola, la cagnetta di suo padre, quando questi era
piccolo, che uscita da sotto il forno gli si era avvicinata e gli
faceva festa abbaiando e scodinzolando. Come poteva essere possibile?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Non
ci capiva più niente. Era un miracolo di Natale? Forse! Ma qualunque
cosa fosse, non gli importava, sapeva solo che traboccava di
felicità, come forse mai era successo. Un solo pensiero appannava
quel momento: i suoi genitori quando sarebbero arrivati? e l’aquila?
Sentiva la sua mancanza e avrebbe voluto rivederla.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Trascorse
un tempo indefinito tra giochi e scherzi insieme all’altro bambino
ed ecco che la signora dal sorriso tenero e struggente sfornò il
pane e le focacce. C’era in quella cucina d’altri tempi un
profumo invitante, inebriante, anch’esso d’altri tempi.
Arrivarono intanto i fratelli e le sorelle del suo piccolo compagno,
preceduti da strepiti e risate, ed entrò anche un uomo corpulento,
affabile, Vito, che doveva essere il padrone di casa, il marito della
Signora. In piedi, attorno a un grande tavolo</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">sgangherato,
mangiarono con gusto, quindi, accostate le sedie, tutti insieme
giocarono prima a carte, poi a tombola. Il bambino pensava che mai
aveva trascorso momenti così appaganti, ma che tutto sarebbe stato
perfetto se ci fossero stati anche i suoi genitori.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Improvvisamente,
non sapeva come, si era fatta sera e suonarono le campane che
annunciavano la messa di mezzanotte. Non si trovavano sul limitare di
un bosco? Lo chiese al compagno, il quale, invece di rispondere,
prendendolo per mano gli disse:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Andiamo!”.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Uscirono.
Il bosco era scomparso, c’era invece davanti alla casa un piazzetta
e la chiesa antica che la sovrastava, la Matrice, che lui conosceva.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Entrarono.
C’era molta gente. La messa era cominciata e tutti cantavano
“Adeste fideles”. Che canto fantastico, sublime! Si sedettero su
una panca e proprio in quel momento scoccò la mezzanotte e, caduto
un drappo rosso sull’altare maggiore, apparve il Bambinello di
cera, disteso su di un giaciglio di paglia, sorridente e benedicente,
mentre l’organo intonava con forza “Tu scendi dalle stelle” e
accompagnava il canto dei fedeli.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Si
udì un frullare di ali. Era l’aquila? Avrebbe voluto ringraziarla.
No, era una colomba che attraversava la navata centrale. Il bambino
si girò verso il compagno come per partecipargli l’ennesima
sorpresa, ma era scomparso. Al suo posto invece si era come
materializzato suo padre che sedeva accanto a sua madre, ed entrambi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">gli
sorridevano, complici. Pensò: ma allora il compagno che gli
somigliava tanto e suo padre, Aurelio, erano la stessa persona, in
due momenti diversi della vita?. Mentre rifletteva su questo mistero
ed era invaso dalla felicità per aver ritrovato i genitori, le
campane cominciarono a suonare in segno di giubilo, a lungo,
insistenti. Tanto insistenti che il bambino si svegliò.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Attraverso
l’imposta socchiusa della finestra della sua cameretta su in
mansarda la luce filtrava luminosa, mentre le campane della
Cattedrale suonavano a distesa.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: normal;">Che
bello: era Natale!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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</span></p><br /><p></p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-32234971361007195382023-11-15T10:41:00.001+01:002023-11-15T10:41:51.827+01:00MondoBlog del 15 novembre 2023<p> </p><p></p><p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Ecco
qualcosa che può interessare:</b></span></span></p>
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</p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://cristinabove.com/2023/11/12/specchio-delle-mie-trame/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Ma
non era "specchio delle mie brame"?</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><a href="https://lieve2011.wordpress.com/2023/11/12/scheggia-n-73/"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Tututún,
tututún, tututún...</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></u></span></span><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>
</b></span></span></span></u></span></span></a>
</p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://letteratitudinenews.wordpress.com/2023/11/06/lurlo-di-tahar-ben-jelloun-la-nave-di-teseo-anticipazione/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Un
urlo lancinante</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p><br /><p></p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-66586517086251662262023-10-07T10:33:00.002+02:002023-10-07T10:33:20.659+02:00Alla ricerca del foliage<p> </p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Alla
ricerca del foliage</b></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">di
Renzo Montagnoli</span></span></p>
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<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ottobre
mese autunnale da restare tappati in casa? Macché, con questo clima
impazzito, con temperature che di giorno sono quasi estive e con dei
bei cieli tersi è un mese ideale per fare delle gite, per vedere
come muta la natura con il trascorrere dei giorni (sì, perché anche
se il clima non è proprio autunnale il ciclo vivente, soprattutto
quello dei vegetali, è invece quello tipico della stagione che
precede l’inverno). Le foglie cambiano di colore e ai primi venti
cadono. Il cosiddetto foliage si tinge di giallo e di rosso, nelle
infinite tonalità, assicurando un quadro che sembra una tavolozza. </span></span>
</p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dove
andare per vedere questa meraviglia? Più o meno tutti abitano vicini
a dei giardini e a dei viali, e pertanto si tratterebbe di fare due
passi, ma ci sono mete ben più interessanti, non proprio vicine, ma
nemmeno troppo lontane.</span></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ecco
le tre che ho scelto:</span></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>La
Val di Fumo</b></span></span></p>
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</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTpQ6CXUIxdiwchCvzTAkHl5AcvQhhQcTiKdsFsegDz8ynGHh6RcXWkRn1ggr5sXfNxKnREiQ15G8qSviODdMW7_dZb7EeFlX5ihfLyeiaxm6bBU7i5J-1WjACsXFVJKyJ6sVakzYVcROv_lneyHB0_xg_DfenWxA0xgUoVXZMaXiEnnIh9isTjJcSHJk/s800/Fumo%201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="695" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTpQ6CXUIxdiwchCvzTAkHl5AcvQhhQcTiKdsFsegDz8ynGHh6RcXWkRn1ggr5sXfNxKnREiQ15G8qSviODdMW7_dZb7EeFlX5ihfLyeiaxm6bBU7i5J-1WjACsXFVJKyJ6sVakzYVcROv_lneyHB0_xg_DfenWxA0xgUoVXZMaXiEnnIh9isTjJcSHJk/s320/Fumo%201.jpg" width="278" /></a></div><br /><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ci
sono valli alpine che, per l’andamento orografico o anche per una
limitata accessibilità stradale, rappresentano tuttavia dei luoghi
che è quasi eufemistico definire incantevoli. E’ così che la val
di Fumo si presenta agli occhi degli escursionisti, una manciata di
chilometri di natura selvaggia e rigogliosa. Estensione della forse
più conosciuta val Daone, ben inserita nel Parco Naturale Adamello
Brenta, è solcata da un intrepido torrente che scende dal grande
ghiacciaio della Lobbia e che già si chiama con il nome per cui è
da tanti conosciuto, cioè il Chiese. Valle tipicamente frutto
dell’erosione glaciale, si estende nella direzione Nord-Sud,
praticamente nel settore meridionale del massiccio dell’Adamello. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiclefteCkfORQBTW4A-1vD0SkajUTSOzoUnyiwAKMbW_bSVqUesjs8xElWELqAoRX8VjD44tdVNBXU78sofCTVza4iFyhGSASEGdKYdRYUe5_am-MrfOoD4zyZkvsCS28TMATmrQEchs1PGOyI1DQYoPKZ08s105fUcHZjrRmyqb5_eFRvBlV-4oW1Pwk/s800/Fumo4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiclefteCkfORQBTW4A-1vD0SkajUTSOzoUnyiwAKMbW_bSVqUesjs8xElWELqAoRX8VjD44tdVNBXU78sofCTVza4iFyhGSASEGdKYdRYUe5_am-MrfOoD4zyZkvsCS28TMATmrQEchs1PGOyI1DQYoPKZ08s105fUcHZjrRmyqb5_eFRvBlV-4oW1Pwk/s320/Fumo4.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG6dIwWNPVwT5C4H5qLjK2H7-fgEjimxWypMtbMp9qpnwGmu6IDvauZZ8TsevhBOOviRHjJc8R76w3n7RohnIAOQXafnS3-JuYQZPV_4BsJGv6YuxGq6LnGBQWpQ0r3yZjKVPddI3nK_V03f_c_xnma5O0yjfxqKYIpKOAzTMpqLR9fwZNPNy3cNgsygY/s1217/Fumo5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="694" data-original-width="1217" height="182" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG6dIwWNPVwT5C4H5qLjK2H7-fgEjimxWypMtbMp9qpnwGmu6IDvauZZ8TsevhBOOviRHjJc8R76w3n7RohnIAOQXafnS3-JuYQZPV_4BsJGv6YuxGq6LnGBQWpQ0r3yZjKVPddI3nK_V03f_c_xnma5O0yjfxqKYIpKOAzTMpqLR9fwZNPNy3cNgsygY/s320/Fumo5.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">L’itinerario ideale per scoprire questa bellissima vallata è
quello che parte dal parcheggio del lago artificiale di Malga
Bissina, a cui si può arrivare con una tipica strada di montagna,
tuttavia ben tenuta e anche sicura. La quota di partenza è a 1.790
m. slm e il sentiero che si prende porta fino al Rifugio Val di Fumo,
aperto nel 1960 e sito a un’altezza di 1.920 m. slm, con un
dislivello complessivo di 195 metri, per niente impegnativo, anche
perché spalmati lungo un percorsi di km. 5,500 che possibile
effettuare in circa 90-120 minuti. Al parcheggio non si può fare a
meno di ammirare la possente diga che ha formato il lago di Malga
Bissina e subito si può intraprendere l’itinerario, scegliendo fra
i due disponibili, ognuno dei quali segue una sponda del torrente
Chiese. L’itinerario non presenta particolari difficoltà e quindi
ci si può concentrare sulle bellezze del paesaggio, con sullo sfondo
le innevate cime del Gruppo dell’Adamello, che hanno nomi che
richiamano la memoria dei combattimenti che si ebbero ad alte quote
nel corso della Grande Guerra: Caré Alto, Corno di Vigo e il Crozzon
di Lares. Si arriva così al rifugio </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">Val
di Fumo</span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> quasi
senza accorgersi, un fine corsa provvidenziale perché la fatica
comincia a farsi sentire e con essa la fame. Oltre alle possibilità
di pernottamento, c’è anche la ristorazione, di qualità indubbia,
tale da saziare stomaco e palato. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgafcKBLQf4NhHQ0Cfe3gM3Wd68L1ml6Aly6SvAAD-LiJ5ymj2JmC234aKcm8d82CBZ4jIIKxzwwzhWu1BRGs4gSyfB93EVUk0P-nh9z8ipTtAuY3k9pArSn-KbHgZY1dRX0E1aLhvoJDYwtBonIxWhQzYgyT6WK358YVhtW7oCxrDG2HJLLTkzp0L42yg/s800/Fumo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="800" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgafcKBLQf4NhHQ0Cfe3gM3Wd68L1ml6Aly6SvAAD-LiJ5ymj2JmC234aKcm8d82CBZ4jIIKxzwwzhWu1BRGs4gSyfB93EVUk0P-nh9z8ipTtAuY3k9pArSn-KbHgZY1dRX0E1aLhvoJDYwtBonIxWhQzYgyT6WK358YVhtW7oCxrDG2HJLLTkzp0L42yg/s320/Fumo2.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlHR0LC3LYF6DFVFgHWl5bL2CpIAncNQ_n7mfu4Z0hoFdG4faQR0kHRE-kfXa1JSY_JQ5vsJ3GocjLpMWQh3VGDb0zzE3orOaPBxw5uwewx8VgN1m_MQ2MFPq-xzh62-Li09FKvQj_7a4LSaljXJAD73wB8UuTfa5ZZpxImZYBLaHUgLmsjuWTC9kLHYg/s800/Fumo3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="536" data-original-width="800" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlHR0LC3LYF6DFVFgHWl5bL2CpIAncNQ_n7mfu4Z0hoFdG4faQR0kHRE-kfXa1JSY_JQ5vsJ3GocjLpMWQh3VGDb0zzE3orOaPBxw5uwewx8VgN1m_MQ2MFPq-xzh62-Li09FKvQj_7a4LSaljXJAD73wB8UuTfa5ZZpxImZYBLaHUgLmsjuWTC9kLHYg/s320/Fumo3.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Poi, per chi volesse proseguire,
non mancano itinerari più impegnativi, come quello che porta al
Rifugio Carè Alto attraverso il Passo delle Vacche. Proprio vicino a
quest’ultimo si possono trovare numerose testimonianze della Grande
Guerra e per questo motivo è molto frequentato. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR1zZlei6fGvbBLpI7XJqdEmdDK-Eye2fu5E-d6K_XGy76emPh001r7LmPHGmTmSUhRuB8Nf-Fbqb5RvpJLvHomIDHwtMmuTF_Kj825Er4C9cXfMYtEx2Y-cv59vkb4REf45FqnUaB81apH7tLCGIU7UYHFof-lQrqfT5ZAPwyLV2LV71AzHrAf6KrKC4/s800/Fumo6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="536" data-original-width="800" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR1zZlei6fGvbBLpI7XJqdEmdDK-Eye2fu5E-d6K_XGy76emPh001r7LmPHGmTmSUhRuB8Nf-Fbqb5RvpJLvHomIDHwtMmuTF_Kj825Er4C9cXfMYtEx2Y-cv59vkb4REf45FqnUaB81apH7tLCGIU7UYHFof-lQrqfT5ZAPwyLV2LV71AzHrAf6KrKC4/s320/Fumo6.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Comunque
l’escursione è su quote piuttosto elevate (3.000 metri), il che
presuppone preparazione e attrezzatura adeguata. Punto di
riferimento, o se vogliamo chiamarlo più appropriatamente Campo
base, è il Rifugio Caré Alto, sito a 2.459 m. slm.; lungo la cresta
del Caré Alto, a monte del rifugio, in un’ora di cammino si può
arrivare al cannone austriaco Skoda, restaurato in quella che era la
sua postazione originale. Oltre alle tracce delle guerra non ci si
può sottrarre al fascino di panorami a 360° e che spaziano dalle
cime e dai ghiacciai dell’Adalmello ai torrioni spettacolari delle
Dolomiti di Brenta.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>San
Romedio, la chiesa sulla roccia</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ci
sono motivi che vanno oltre fede, atmosfere che avvincono e che
attirano irresistibilmente credenti, agnostici e atei.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E'
questo il caso di San Romedio, uno dei più celebri
santuari d' Europa, una meta da raggiungere almeno una
volta nella vita per immergersi nella sacralità della natura e
quindi per avvicinarsi a Dio.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1QSeBqoWnZcRr0mBewiJh3XdHoSDbx9BrVAkcJACq5oGEvqdygoqNE9n8wDsOx1wIOdMTYpvexXnBIkqC9ZNo_DkpVRqWPXmB-3gMIglzA6H25H8igxOan3wrnVQahE9rgErs_8lu0oOnaKyyOvezWf1OuBAgT3ZKaEJQOLNO2Y_5g97fVO4WphMw2HI/s800/Sro2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="401" data-original-width="800" height="160" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1QSeBqoWnZcRr0mBewiJh3XdHoSDbx9BrVAkcJACq5oGEvqdygoqNE9n8wDsOx1wIOdMTYpvexXnBIkqC9ZNo_DkpVRqWPXmB-3gMIglzA6H25H8igxOan3wrnVQahE9rgErs_8lu0oOnaKyyOvezWf1OuBAgT3ZKaEJQOLNO2Y_5g97fVO4WphMw2HI/s320/Sro2.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Si
trova nel Comune di Sanzeno, in provincia di Trento, in Val di Non e
si può raggiungere percorrendo prima l'autostrada A22 (Brennero) con
uscita a Mezzocorona. Di lì si prende la strada che porta a Cles, un
percorso a mezza costa fra meleti che in settembre diffondono ovunque
il profumo dei loro frutti maturi. Arrivati a Sanzeno, nella piazza
del paese, si prende la stradina a destra che porta appunto
all'inizio della gola al termine della quale c'è la nostra meta. Per
quanto sia possibile giungervi in auto, tranne che nei mesi di luglio
ed agosto, allorché il transito dei veicoli a motore è vietato,
conviene fermare l'auto nell'ampio e comodo parcheggio a lato di un
ristorante e proseguire a piedi, come i pellegrini.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8ppdPGwx4bu-UVbPovlqZ05f1lcHATew3kIfYPd4_lErdpS0V-4oHvrVt6gGqWei7FnFvwth8aGEMgf8KX3v0w1-CWJWqkOZjbzYLVkH7S_OSGYFuV_jjuqJn7fiE5EQW9_0oyejQOvxLdQNt-0HRCvNO0x3wBUrKgIXjUpJ-NhS336J3GPnzWWORsJY/s800/Sro3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="717" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8ppdPGwx4bu-UVbPovlqZ05f1lcHATew3kIfYPd4_lErdpS0V-4oHvrVt6gGqWei7FnFvwth8aGEMgf8KX3v0w1-CWJWqkOZjbzYLVkH7S_OSGYFuV_jjuqJn7fiE5EQW9_0oyejQOvxLdQNt-0HRCvNO0x3wBUrKgIXjUpJ-NhS336J3GPnzWWORsJY/s320/Sro3.jpg" width="287" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZcPnzUEKXjedggE3I6Y85dJijLm_XoUR5HFRFB_SUbCAXlfNN1lcCknWzE_Cwka1Slh3VdCDt_gKKhBnaUREmfvem_oko8_u9D3c8ZDlAHtP5UcwcFGcTqX5mWN9EeTc_GJxyiBVXqSLVvzWiDx3oetsn3nxjji4DVeBDPP6s3-Zp5F7FrmBzKmy2JqM/s800/Sro4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="451" data-original-width="800" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZcPnzUEKXjedggE3I6Y85dJijLm_XoUR5HFRFB_SUbCAXlfNN1lcCknWzE_Cwka1Slh3VdCDt_gKKhBnaUREmfvem_oko8_u9D3c8ZDlAHtP5UcwcFGcTqX5mWN9EeTc_GJxyiBVXqSLVvzWiDx3oetsn3nxjji4DVeBDPP6s3-Zp5F7FrmBzKmy2JqM/s320/Sro4.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
percorso non è lungo, soprattutto se si segue lo stretto nastro
asfaltato che corre nella gola di fianco al torrente. Consiglio però
di prendere il sentiero attrezzato a mezza costa che, a parte la
fatica dell'ascesa iniziale, poi si presenta agevole e offre un
panorama veramente stupendo. In ogni caso si arriva poi ai piedi
della roccia su cui sorge il santuario, un faro nel bosco che svetta
sui pini e a cui si accede tramite una strada in salita non troppo
scomoda.<br />
Una volta giunti davanti all'ingresso ci si accorge
della bellezza di quest'opera realizzata dall'uomo e costituita in
pratica da tre chiese una sopra l'altra.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sono
tutte visitabili, a patto di avere ancora fiato per giungere in cima
alla scalinata, costituita da ben 131 gradini.<br />
E' un po'
faticoso, ma ne vale senz'altro la pena, incontrando prima la
cappella di San Giorgio (del 1487), poi la chiesa in stile gotico
dedicata a San Michele Arcangelo e che risale al 1514, e infine la
chiesa di San Romedio, del 1536, comprendente la cappella di San
Vigilio, preceduta da un bel portale romanico, e infine in cima a
tutto il sacello, cioè la cappella delle reliquie, il nucleo più
antico risalente all'XI secolo e costruito vicino alla grotta dove
visse l'eremita e ove si conservano le sue reliquie.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_kmIO10t5Cu5sRb_HqpIxZ_L1JGgietkFcTUD1LqhHvj7rTSB_5AZaTCfrq4ZgwJeWXhyphenhyphen1BW6ZHPM6_yqoBJ6TtU-I43MozKukLVSxPBUL6JmHLWyPmiEjqGIlA0xJKFCgNbZ-U4apN0Mt1VwcpyPGqG32wFI062Kv39ba4uUAC42hybbmU7fjQzE_nM/s800/Sro5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="506" data-original-width="800" height="202" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_kmIO10t5Cu5sRb_HqpIxZ_L1JGgietkFcTUD1LqhHvj7rTSB_5AZaTCfrq4ZgwJeWXhyphenhyphen1BW6ZHPM6_yqoBJ6TtU-I43MozKukLVSxPBUL6JmHLWyPmiEjqGIlA0xJKFCgNbZ-U4apN0Mt1VwcpyPGqG32wFI062Kv39ba4uUAC42hybbmU7fjQzE_nM/s320/Sro5.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Stranamente
il ritorno, cioè la discesa della scalinata sembra lieve; forse è
l'atmosfera mistica che avvolge la sommità, oppure quel senso di
appagamento che si prova nell'aver raggiunto una meta, ma resta il
fatto che come si esce dal complesso già si progetta la prossima
visita. Ah, prima di ripartire è opportuna una visitina agli orsi,
che si trovano in un bello spiazzo recintato ai piedi della roccia,
pigri e simpatici plantigradi ormai bene avvezzi alle vere e proprie
frotte di turisti, custodi anche loro, come i francescani, di questo
splendido monumento.<br />
E il tema degli orsi mi ricorda che
prima di ultimare questo articolo è giusto parlare di questo
Romedio, vissuto tantissimi anni fa.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Romedio,
in latino Remedius, era l'erede della prestigiosa casata tirolese dei
Thaur e sulla fine del X secolo cedette tutte le sue ricchezze al
vescovo di Trento, ritirandosi a meditare e a pregare in una grotta
in val di Non, dove morì e intorno alla quale la devozione fece
sorgere il Santuario.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Su
di lui ci sono varie leggende, ma quella dell'orso è la più famosa;
la bestia, affamata, gli divorò il cavallo che gli serviva per
andare dal vescovo di Trento. Allora lui ammansì l'orso, ne fece la
sua cavalcatura, con cui entrò poi in città.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
Santuario è aperto tutto l'anno con orario dalle 9 alle 17 e con
ingresso libero.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQE9fgNA6wwY7p1h1PYSZVFUnYfjPYz7wvyXw0LLdDvS_unYYhSsEwPAndmrCD0nZu8ZgQ4BaVzCG4lpDb3_2ho5oq1kQzmCFUMlk3wLqesL05JdexR1WqTyc34aqgpwkWK-zE8qG1QwVa1_9iNH_uHvGZ0V4_hIfFe1QZxg2Li1at7cTTz1QIGjq1XHs/s800/Sro6.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQE9fgNA6wwY7p1h1PYSZVFUnYfjPYz7wvyXw0LLdDvS_unYYhSsEwPAndmrCD0nZu8ZgQ4BaVzCG4lpDb3_2ho5oq1kQzmCFUMlk3wLqesL05JdexR1WqTyc34aqgpwkWK-zE8qG1QwVa1_9iNH_uHvGZ0V4_hIfFe1QZxg2Li1at7cTTz1QIGjq1XHs/s320/Sro6.jpeg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Se
non siete ancora stanchi segnalo di seguito alcune mete interessanti
negli immediati dintorni:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 0.66cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">- La
diga di Santa Giustina, una delle maggiori a volta fra quelle
costruite in Europa. Sbarra il Corso del Noce, dando luogo al lago di
S. Giustina. L'opera è ardita con un'altezza di m. 152,50 e uno
spessore alla base di m. 16,50. Splendida, ma terrificante,
è la vista dalla sua sommità del letto del Noce;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 0.66cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">- Il
lago di Tovel a 1178 metri s.l.m., inserito nel Parco
Naturale Adamello-Brenta. Era noto soprattutto per la colorazione
rossa delle sue acque in estate causata dall'azione di un'alga di
nome Glenodium Sanguineum. Il fenomeno è stato visibile fino al
1964, anno dopo il quale si verificò la scomparsa di questa
vegetazione lacustre, dovuta probabilmente all'inquinamento;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; margin-left: 0.66cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">- Castel
Thun, costruito nella metà del XIII secolo, dimora e fortezza della
famiglia Thun. Sorge su un colle a 609 metri d'altezza e
gode di una magnifica vista panoramica. E' visitabile tutti i giorni,
esclusi i lunedì non festivi, il 1° Gennaio e il 25 dicembre, dalle
10 alle 18. Chiuso negli ultimi anni per urgenti lavori di restauro,
è stato riaperto ufficialmente il 17 aprile 2010. L'edificio conta
ben 150 stanze impressionanti per sfarzo e raffinatezza. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Il
parco giardino Sigurtà</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOJQdeDBMAMKNjd1lRAaV19-ohX_oHYUyXSG8_l3huFxekvuNMcE0TeI1JgLUCffzzfSHKKMCk5TsT8It-XpYlsA7vdFy6AcyObNKeUwZ13bwPEauo0HU_SMYKlIjOgpbreyDhFGj8Q3PVeL_CGJSl5b-Lip7w87CTIH768loGcOAd-Mfbfsh_v-wbckE/s800/Sigur1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOJQdeDBMAMKNjd1lRAaV19-ohX_oHYUyXSG8_l3huFxekvuNMcE0TeI1JgLUCffzzfSHKKMCk5TsT8It-XpYlsA7vdFy6AcyObNKeUwZ13bwPEauo0HU_SMYKlIjOgpbreyDhFGj8Q3PVeL_CGJSl5b-Lip7w87CTIH768loGcOAd-Mfbfsh_v-wbckE/s320/Sigur1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Valeggio sul
Mincio, in provincia di Verona, a due passi da Borghetto,
considerato il più bel borgo d'Italia, mollemente disteso in un
anfiteatro contornato dalle colline moreniche del Garda, ospita,
oltre al Castello e al ponte scaligero, anche un autentico gioiello,
vale a dire il parco giardino </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Sigurtà</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4_KYGTNXiLDsZipKG7hVZSKdDQ30vWtL3RkoHQ8fOj9UDspOmlMGx1FVRVlpjfDDya7bXBeeCznCISknfiNUMEAQCYNHEZpJALg7yPpHOQHgPAhz92ci6E69LXzxL1x-wc2jHIao4RNwEvE9Dmuk0g9q8dr6R8bfm5088NmcdoaGgENqYeikzpWEFgug/s800/Sigur2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="582" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4_KYGTNXiLDsZipKG7hVZSKdDQ30vWtL3RkoHQ8fOj9UDspOmlMGx1FVRVlpjfDDya7bXBeeCznCISknfiNUMEAQCYNHEZpJALg7yPpHOQHgPAhz92ci6E69LXzxL1x-wc2jHIao4RNwEvE9Dmuk0g9q8dr6R8bfm5088NmcdoaGgENqYeikzpWEFgug/s320/Sigur2.jpg" width="233" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Quest'area
verde, che si affaccia sul profondo solco scavato dal fiume Mincio,
che scorre con acque ancora cristalline poco più sotto, si estende
per ben 600.000 mq. e trae la sua origine dal “brolo cinto de
muro” (1617), giardino di Villa Maffei, realizzata su
progetto del Pallesina allievo del Palladio, dimora
patrizia che nel corso della II guerra di Indipendenza fu il quartier
generale di Napoleone III. Le fortune della famiglia Maffei non
durarono a lungo e fu così che nei secoli successivi la proprietà
passò di mano in mano fino a quando, nel 1941 il nuovo acquirente fu
l'industriale farmaceutico di Milano Giuseppe Carlo </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Sigurtà</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">.
Il tutto era quasi in rovina e inoltre l'area collinare difettava di
irrigazione, ma soprattutto quel che mancava era l'acqua, nonostante
la vicinanza del fiume Mincio a seguito dei regolamenti di prelievo
che impedivano di poterla attingere. Nel rovistare fra vecchie carte
dei precedenti proprietari, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Sigurtà</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> ebbe
la fortuna di scoprire un diritto concesso a Carlo Tullio Maffei di
prelevare acqua, un diritto che era ancora valido e di cui
l'originario beneficiario non si era mai avvalso.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2LVJElEf4-lJd5D2YPA7xKAk2ElR16bXw8Mh-Y2djsumHLVE6yllpyCWWkbmACfu7PY59c7Bxh8upj110wXqMF0WOxbiDJZJh9pHU0YkXwgciZp17Kxd0d5G0AQ6b9LwM6R7KTxOJ6i46U5MSK8ZtSOfSTe6Tgypa-q5-2aMVtSNZJOxf2mIbJTOTRp4/s800/Sigur3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2LVJElEf4-lJd5D2YPA7xKAk2ElR16bXw8Mh-Y2djsumHLVE6yllpyCWWkbmACfu7PY59c7Bxh8upj110wXqMF0WOxbiDJZJh9pHU0YkXwgciZp17Kxd0d5G0AQ6b9LwM6R7KTxOJ6i46U5MSK8ZtSOfSTe6Tgypa-q5-2aMVtSNZJOxf2mIbJTOTRp4/s320/Sigur3.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Iniziò
così la magnifica avventura del Parco </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Sigurtà</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
facilitata dalla possibilità di avere l'indispensabile acqua, ma
anche supportata largamente in termini finanziari dalla passione del
nuovo proprietario.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXtFmTXZvpBX7j1dXe7J36ck5DzW-vZY_VudybimPWuSWb3oxB5eL-sPwkw1qKjH-Vg86uSxi6fcadTR4DEFt7prV2q7AY0YAHbScvrxKMIE8gOkoqFZlpWPnrci5ux2sxBEufoYzCVaH5ZbV1VzDXXVhUDhI9tSHbUHl9pl_8RHitf5nzgqlUUTkqKCk/s800/Sigur4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="480" data-original-width="800" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXtFmTXZvpBX7j1dXe7J36ck5DzW-vZY_VudybimPWuSWb3oxB5eL-sPwkw1qKjH-Vg86uSxi6fcadTR4DEFt7prV2q7AY0YAHbScvrxKMIE8gOkoqFZlpWPnrci5ux2sxBEufoYzCVaH5ZbV1VzDXXVhUDhI9tSHbUHl9pl_8RHitf5nzgqlUUTkqKCk/s320/Sigur4.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Occorsero
tuttavia molti anni per arrivare a quello che è unanimemente
considerato il più bel parco privato italiano; infatti
l'inaugurazione, con apertura al pubblico, è datata 19 marzo 1978.
Da allora i visitatori, italiani e stranieri, sono stati milioni,
incantati dai bei viali, dalla fioritura in marzo e in aprile di un
milione di tulipani, dal vale delle Rose con i suoi 30.000 esemplari,
dall'enorme labirinto di 2.500 mq. costituito da ben 1.500 piante di
tasso, dai bucolici specchi d'acqua impreziositi da stupende ninfee.
E poi ci sono anche gli edifici, come il Castelletto, che in passato
era una sala d'armi, l'Eremo, che è un piccolo tempio in stile
neogotico, la Meridiana Orizzontale, la Grande Quercia, l'albero più
antico fra quelli presenti, poiché ha più di quattro secoli.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Come
se non bastasse, da un lato, volgendo lo sguardo in basso, si vede
scorrere il Mincio e dall'altro, verso Sud, imponente e affascinante
al tempo stesso si staglia il Castello Scaligero. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWZdSy_KOMOoNJOuKywHM_Lo97QmgF_zBxA_qUgdaEzG5zISFqHXDpStdiMDdKE-KhbruuFKHOH3NuG4iSFIdTJLdr2FVF9oD1GJKVKlyWyPaoAPCnp9ZpjVqyVFCSjffovaOPn4Rar8mvxfShVcPKGrsKBcIVHwlwtpFo9adftMaB3Xg_3GznSgtqens/s800/Sigur5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="387" data-original-width="800" height="155" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWZdSy_KOMOoNJOuKywHM_Lo97QmgF_zBxA_qUgdaEzG5zISFqHXDpStdiMDdKE-KhbruuFKHOH3NuG4iSFIdTJLdr2FVF9oD1GJKVKlyWyPaoAPCnp9ZpjVqyVFCSjffovaOPn4Rar8mvxfShVcPKGrsKBcIVHwlwtpFo9adftMaB3Xg_3GznSgtqens/s320/Sigur5.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Con
il variare delle stagioni cambiano anche i colori, così se nella
primavera le fioriture danno luogo a inebrianti policromie e in
estate spiccano le alternanze di luci e ombre, nell'autunno le foglie
dei vari alberi presentano sfumature di giallo e di rosso che hanno
un fascino tutto particolare. Ovviamente, nella stagione morta,
quella del riposo vegetativo e cioè l'inverno, il parco è chiuso ai
visitatori.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheUSzGw_RCAu7T_jdvspeWc1zT67kzI3lXKvSARth6-h7VILP-ryuCO3k6yXFo9vrf4LL6G9mDaA3xuSjrn5DakT-5ppdeOMNbKdveSPqCDAhiUG69yPvq1DKrnpAB06kjYBk8_V56xZ6El8Y2xsSQAen1SL-33_jvRNGcEVgAiEhC27pzfJkrixF3wEk/s800/Sigur6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="478" data-original-width="800" height="191" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheUSzGw_RCAu7T_jdvspeWc1zT67kzI3lXKvSARth6-h7VILP-ryuCO3k6yXFo9vrf4LL6G9mDaA3xuSjrn5DakT-5ppdeOMNbKdveSPqCDAhiUG69yPvq1DKrnpAB06kjYBk8_V56xZ6El8Y2xsSQAen1SL-33_jvRNGcEVgAiEhC27pzfJkrixF3wEk/s320/Sigur6.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Le
parole, però, non sono in grado di fornire le emozioni che si
provano nel vedere questa meraviglia, i profumi che soavi aleggiano e
stimolano piacevolmente il senso dell'olfatto; ci si deve andare,
considerando che a volerlo visitare tutto non s'impiega più di una
mezza giornata, e ancor più velocemente si procede se, anziché
andare a piedi, si noleggia una bicicletta o si prende il trenino che
consente di arrivare nei punti migliori e più interessanti.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Per
chi abita lontano, dico solo che è facilmente raggiungibile, che
nelle vicinanze c'è una buona scelta di ospitalità e che è una
zona in cui il mangiar bene e il bere ancora meglio è ormai una
tradizione.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Pertanto,
come al solito, di seguito riporto le informazioni necessarie.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><u><b>Quando
visitarlo</b></u></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;">Dal
5 marzo al 12 novembre 2023, tutti i giorni con orario
continuato.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;">Ingresso
dalle ore 9.00 alle ore 19.00, chiusura ore 18.00.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;">Nei
mesi di Marzo, Ottobre e Novembre ingresso fino alle ore 17.00,
chiusura ore 18.00.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><u><b><span style="background: #ffffff;">Il
costo del biglietto</span></b></u></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Adulti</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.13cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">€
</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">16,00</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Ragazzi
5-14 anni</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.13cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">€
</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">9,00</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Bambini
0-4 anni</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.13cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Gratis</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Over</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>65</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.13cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">€
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">12,00</span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Disabili
100% (con certificazione)</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.13cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Gratis
- accompagnatore € 12,00</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><b>Nota
importante: è vietato l'accesso agli animali al Parco, ad eccezione
dei cani guida che accompagnino i non vedenti. </b></i></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.4cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><u><b>Come
visitare il parco</b></u></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>A
piedi</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">A
piedi, seguendo i percorsi consigliati o semplicemente la propria
curiosità.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>In
trenino</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Con
il trenino che percorre l'"Itinerario degli Incanti" (35
minuti circa; € 4,00 a persona; gratis per i bambini inferiori al
metro di altezza e per i disabili al 100%)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>In
bicicletta</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">In
bicicletta elettrica (noleggio: € 6,50 all'ora)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><b>In
golf-kart</b></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #646464;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">A
bordo dei golf-cart elettrici potrete visitare il Parco grazie ad una
speciale guida con tracciamento GPS in quattro lingue (italiano,
inglese, tedesco, francese).</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #646464;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Un
innovativo compagno di viaggio che offre ai visitatori tutte le
informazioni relative alle attrazioni naturali che si snodano lungo
il percorso.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #646464;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ogni
golf-cart ospita un massimo di 4 persone e richiede che il conducente
presenti la patente di guida B.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #646464;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
noleggio del golf-cart non è prenotabile ed ha un costo orario di
20,00 € all'ora.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">
</span></span></span></span></span>
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><u><b>Come
arrivare</b></u></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<h2 align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.26cm; margin-top: 0.26cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">In
auto</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></h2>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;">Autostrada
A4, uscita Peschiera del Garda, 8 km in direzione Valeggio sul
Mincio.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
<br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;">Autostrada
A22, uscita Nogarole Rocca, direzione Valeggio sul
Mincio all'uscita Affi Lago di Garda Sud, direzione Parchi
del Garda</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<h2 align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.26cm; margin-top: 0.26cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">In
treno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></h2>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;">Stazione
di Verona Porta Nuova: proseguire con autobus ATV,
linea Verona-Valeggio sul Mincio. Stazione di Peschiera del
Garda: proseguire con autobus APAM, linea Peschiera-Mantova.
Visita il sito </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: navy;"><u><a href="http://www.trenitalia.com/" target="_blank"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b><span style="background: #ffffff;">www.trenitalia.com/</span></b></span></span></span></span></span></span></a></u></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;"> per
conoscere gli orari dei treni.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<h2 align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.26cm; margin-top: 0.26cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">In
autobus</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></h2>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;">Da
Verona: visita il
sito </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: navy;"><u><a href="http://tech.atv.verona.it/atv_www/orari_extraurb/orari/atv_localita_V.html" target="_blank"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b><span style="background: #ffffff;">http://tech.atv.verona.it/atv_www/orari_extraurb/orari/atv_localita_V.html</span></b></span></span></span></span></span></span></a></u></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;">per
conoscere gli orari degli autobus provenienti da Verona
(linea Verona-Valeggio sul Mincio)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
<br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;">Da
Mantova e Peschiera del Garda: visita il sito </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: navy;"><u><a href="http://www.apam.it/it/ext_orari_mappe" target="_blank"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b><span style="background: #ffffff;">www.apam.it/linee</span></b></span></span></span></span></span></span></a></u></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;"> per
conoscere gli orari degli autobus provenienti da Mantova e da
Peschiera del Garda (linea Mantova-Peschiera, n.46).</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<h2 align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.26cm; margin-top: 0.26cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
</h2>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;"> </span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b><span style="background: #ffffff;">Parcheggi</span></b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;">Parcheggio
gratuito esterno adiacente al Parco.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;">È
inoltre possibile parcheggiare nei numerosi parcheggi pubblici nei
pressi del parco.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-20471359691962752462023-10-07T10:21:00.001+02:002023-10-07T10:21:23.951+02:00MondoBlog del 7 ottobre 2023<p> </p><p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Ecco
qualcosa che può interessare:</b></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://cristinabove.com/2023/09/28/spes-ultima-res/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Spes
ultima...res.</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://lieve2011.wordpress.com/2023/08/08/bouquet-di-viscere/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Bouquet
di fiori? No, di viscere</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://giovigiordy.blogspot.com/2023/09/e-tempo-di-riporre-lestate.html"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Sembrerebbe
un po' presto</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://nugae11.wordpress.com/2023/10/03/taci/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Non
voglio sentir volare una mosca</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://pieramariachessa.wordpress.com/2023/10/06/dopo-la-pioggia-2/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Prima
la pioggia e dopo...</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://versiinvolo.blogspot.com/2023/09/festival-della-poesia-del-mare-odi-di.html"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Fra
tanti festival</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-19866610450378885152023-09-23T18:15:00.001+02:002023-09-23T18:15:09.916+02:00Poesie per l’autunno<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWEul1GVUxGHHhtKfzUXvfI95NhhXp1KjrgSyohPXqYpb-Izj7RR__9br6RzYwvBA2ZtvJnIvmJz8d7WwEgwBDXFN_y1kCWlKIEWQ_eW5icbVzOKbmpvL1DHfErCn1hGGSttYcbiRtsjr-5oa1Ph885NoyjGw__TpI3OjDFdjOmE3dZhTONvMmUrjg83A/s800/Autunno%201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="528" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWEul1GVUxGHHhtKfzUXvfI95NhhXp1KjrgSyohPXqYpb-Izj7RR__9br6RzYwvBA2ZtvJnIvmJz8d7WwEgwBDXFN_y1kCWlKIEWQ_eW5icbVzOKbmpvL1DHfErCn1hGGSttYcbiRtsjr-5oa1Ph885NoyjGw__TpI3OjDFdjOmE3dZhTONvMmUrjg83A/s320/Autunno%201.jpg" width="211" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Autunno</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Danila Oppio</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">S’alza
presto all’alba la leggera bruma</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Che
al suo apparire tutt’intorno s’abbruna.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
pallido sole, al far del giorno appare,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e
la densa foschia solleva e scompare.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Le
foglie ingiallite dalla lieve brezza</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ondeggiano
tremule alla sua carezza.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
il rosseggiare del pruno e dell’acacia</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sono
timide bimbe, che sole bacia.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Verso
sera, cade una sottile pioggia</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">da
nuvole strizzate che il cielo sfoggia</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">tali
fossero bianchi panni da sciacquare</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">la
terra potranno così dissetare.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Castagne
e marroni rosolati al forno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sono
deliziosi doni in questo giorno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">d’autunno,
e bei grappoli d’uva dorati</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">dal
dolce gusto soddisfano i palati.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Rinnova
la natura a ogni stagione</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
offre quel che produce e con ragione</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Coi
primi freddi bisogna ben mangiare</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Alle
calorie non si può rinunciare.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Benvenuto
autunno, con le calde sciarpe</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">per
riparare la gola, e calzar le scarpe</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">più
pesanti per tenere i piedi al caldo</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">a
fronteggiare il primo freddo spavaldo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2cDzb3AABbAksqtbWQWYZ-L8FwoxdZKq_qUKiV4wOY5vjpWWRKfYobaimYUYBJM8m5FHqVY_uByG7a2777yr9FlBHiOetSv-eFPA8ZMVQ9OgifhHM_8kFIXa3zAn3mn08mvM2qAbho1mfrsTLnpfwugojnIihUZXCWqgAcgfdqXoVhrMYv29XIlu2aoo/s800/Autunno%202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="360" data-original-width="800" height="144" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2cDzb3AABbAksqtbWQWYZ-L8FwoxdZKq_qUKiV4wOY5vjpWWRKfYobaimYUYBJM8m5FHqVY_uByG7a2777yr9FlBHiOetSv-eFPA8ZMVQ9OgifhHM_8kFIXa3zAn3mn08mvM2qAbho1mfrsTLnpfwugojnIihUZXCWqgAcgfdqXoVhrMYv29XIlu2aoo/s320/Autunno%202.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Autunno</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di </b></span></span></span></span></span></span><b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">Guillaume
Apollinaire</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span> </p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Passano
nella nebbia<br />
un contadino e il suo bue..<br />
lentamente nella
nebbia d'autunno<br />
che nasconde i poveri tuguri.<br />
E,
mentre s'allontana,<br />
il contadino canta una canzone
triste<br />
Oh, l'autunno, l'autunno<br />
ha sepolto
l'estate.<br />
Passano nella nebbia<br />
due figurine grigie.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ5CyLy0XJ-xv3dKBCPwioPmcM-ao7thKTaGtQVoSoR_DTf_faRwgs5ixQZG7cs_Z5WwJOBjmwgkwsoSjfBpfhJ1-24woojyErn6Y4hxV4YKOpqxDLPyFi8EYsjYhE-y_LVISB5m5mPfQ3PQZ-iRlax8_JX5erELZfglMJawkWxjhGyGPX6wyfJoUO_vo/s800/Autunno%203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="531" data-original-width="800" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ5CyLy0XJ-xv3dKBCPwioPmcM-ao7thKTaGtQVoSoR_DTf_faRwgs5ixQZG7cs_Z5WwJOBjmwgkwsoSjfBpfhJ1-24woojyErn6Y4hxV4YKOpqxDLPyFi8EYsjYhE-y_LVISB5m5mPfQ3PQZ-iRlax8_JX5erELZfglMJawkWxjhGyGPX6wyfJoUO_vo/s320/Autunno%203.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><b style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, serif; font-size: 14pt;"><br /></b><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><b style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, serif; font-size: 14pt;">Autunno</b></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Giovanna Giordani</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
Alberi
incantati<br />
ascoltano<br />
le sinfonie turchesi<br />
del cielo
cristallino<br />
e, all'invito del vento,<br />
che pare
divertito<br />
offrono foglie<br />
ansiose di volare. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p><p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8-fzELmPah3eAisVJ_GZlSi17Ok5g5-Y6cZnNpnqD1iQjApPP81942tb6QT2-7BGqDoOHT78YYZF5XOcX6howwNhOgoh6D7X1zkwhpm90l7RUz3pDEQIigZWe_WdrnDBti_KV_wHp8Y2PCtBZP1Gij_e6RG-WxlCT9jBUGupn8_nhrfjp_MasP3I2buc/s800/Autunno%204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8-fzELmPah3eAisVJ_GZlSi17Ok5g5-Y6cZnNpnqD1iQjApPP81942tb6QT2-7BGqDoOHT78YYZF5XOcX6howwNhOgoh6D7X1zkwhpm90l7RUz3pDEQIigZWe_WdrnDBti_KV_wHp8Y2PCtBZP1Gij_e6RG-WxlCT9jBUGupn8_nhrfjp_MasP3I2buc/s320/Autunno%204.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Autunno</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Mariangela De Togni</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Alte
cime guardano</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">con
occhi di neve e sole,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ancora
alte nella loro brevità</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
cielo e arrese,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">alla
lentezza profumata</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">dell’autunno.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Da</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #355269;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #355269;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Frammenti
di sale (Fara Editore, 2013)</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOAZQs_0Xvd3FFNpTgC232WVMdYYjuAtq8lQzMh_QNdlTYtRlHTa_cIaXMegqDpAA3fKT9ubwR_4qI_DVzlGhv-3nxOUZvomeZ2VDhtvpjoCW3v-QYstgYyyTkxrukY9Y1QLHVEAWYFJ82AwomXePIl1LmU0PBNcaT8pfGGhI8DHlWIJew1HkEBpxSLzY/s800/Autunno%205.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOAZQs_0Xvd3FFNpTgC232WVMdYYjuAtq8lQzMh_QNdlTYtRlHTa_cIaXMegqDpAA3fKT9ubwR_4qI_DVzlGhv-3nxOUZvomeZ2VDhtvpjoCW3v-QYstgYyyTkxrukY9Y1QLHVEAWYFJ82AwomXePIl1LmU0PBNcaT8pfGGhI8DHlWIJew1HkEBpxSLzY/s320/Autunno%205.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Autunno</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Piera Maria Chessa</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Malinconico
o soave,<br />
come i pensieri<br />
di alcune giornate,<br />
arriva
l’autunno.<br />
Discreto<br />
come voci sussurrate,<br />
lascia la
calda mano<br />
dell’estate che l’accompagna<br />
e fugge
via.<br />
Tenero e indulgente,<br />
avvolto in dolci<br />
soffusi
colori,<br />
inganna con sapienza,<br />
prima di abbandonarsi ai
piedi<br />
dell’impietoso fratello.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7pRl4_Zmn9kfxXNjPdQXvqLSmMRhbVw25HIjUGzsinCcv54vvw8I0tRRdhfaZj9pvsl2LVC0LATZsip-XfdqNj7-0lEns_6jCSQZm85rSvpRr8kosUPYEpx2hwootjMzb4iE8za7RkW8qXj4I7SKJoDXlYTh0eQZuReZQWf1ZKFzOXTtWubcw9v0LWvU/s800/Autunno%206.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7pRl4_Zmn9kfxXNjPdQXvqLSmMRhbVw25HIjUGzsinCcv54vvw8I0tRRdhfaZj9pvsl2LVC0LATZsip-XfdqNj7-0lEns_6jCSQZm85rSvpRr8kosUPYEpx2hwootjMzb4iE8za7RkW8qXj4I7SKJoDXlYTh0eQZuReZQWf1ZKFzOXTtWubcw9v0LWvU/s320/Autunno%206.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Autunno</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Rosa Staffiere</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Come
erano spensierati gli autunni<br />
dei miei tempi quando<br />
la casa
odorava di mele cotogne<br />
e nei tini bolliva il mosto.<br />
La
nonna accatastava la legna<br />
per l'inverno che già si
avvertiva<br />
La mamma laboriosa cuciva i grembiuli<br />
per noi
scolari e borse e quaderni<br />
neri con i bordi rossi<br />
comprava
e uno sull'altro<br />
sul comò li poneva.<br />
Nel focolare bruciava
il fuoco<br />
facendo una brace rossa<br />
come un cuore innamorato<br />
e
sopra mettevamo le castagne<br />
appena uscite dal riccio<br />
mentre
si cuocevano cominciavano<br />
a scoppiare facendo tric trac<br />
come
quando si sparavano i mortaretti.<br />
La nebbia che saliva dalla
terra<br />
pareva una signora vestita di tulle<br />
trasparente che
non copriva niente<br />
e in questo intravvedere<br />
usciva una
figura magica, fatata<br />
e tu vedevi quello che desideravi.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEungbhwwmu2zx2eEakbWHKOJ_wdK43LXGXnhRhHWtq3v6kaWqpCn-gzbR_B1jEOrHsJpj6l3OPwZWOEUiVOjCXuv_JocYlORBhVuxcDHowgUoMKlkCazBVHR1CxT8SmIwbw1xBBFJboNGeJzw_QSgu61libX3XJiv-rMKNh_CkfUEfF27w8piuWZ7b8M/s800/Autunno%207.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="448" data-original-width="800" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEungbhwwmu2zx2eEakbWHKOJ_wdK43LXGXnhRhHWtq3v6kaWqpCn-gzbR_B1jEOrHsJpj6l3OPwZWOEUiVOjCXuv_JocYlORBhVuxcDHowgUoMKlkCazBVHR1CxT8SmIwbw1xBBFJboNGeJzw_QSgu61libX3XJiv-rMKNh_CkfUEfF27w8piuWZ7b8M/s320/Autunno%207.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Autunno</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Vincenzo
Cardarelli</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span> </p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Autunno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">.
Già lo sentimmo venire</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">nel
vento d'agosto,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">nelle pioggie
di settembre</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">torrenziali e
piangenti</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e un
brivido percorse la terra</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che ora,
nuda e triste,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">accoglie un
sole smarrito.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ora
che passa e declina,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">in quest'autunno
che incede</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">con lentezza
indicibile,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">il miglior
tempo della nostra vita</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e lungamente
ci dice addio.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<br />
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<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Colori
d’autunno</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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Renzo Montagnoli</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Odore
di mosto sparso all’intorno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">nel
velo di nebbia mattutino</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">mentre
procedo a lenti passi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">per
scorgere la nascita di un sole</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
colpo impallidito, diafana immagine</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">dell’astro
di fuoco che regnava in estate.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ma
là dove i raggi colpiscono ecco il risveglio</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
una natura ancor prodiga di doni.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Dalle
saporite castagne ai mielosi cachi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">per
non parlar dei funghi che timidi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e
sospettosi s’affaccian nel fogliame</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
un bosco che trascolora ogni ora.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Come
la tavolozza di un pittore il rosso</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">al
giallo s’accompagna in una policromia</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
sbalordisce sotto un cielo ancora terso,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ma
una punta di struggente malinconia</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">rallenta
i battiti del cuore in un autunno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
ha bussato alla mia porta ed è entrato</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">a
ricordarmi che il tempo passa, che la</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">primavera
ormai è un ricordo e che l’estate</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ha
scandito l’età di mezzo che già è lontana.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Non
voglio pensare all’inverno, voglio</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">cogliere
i frutti che ogni stagione può dare</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e
questo giallo e rosso sono una luce</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
giammai potrò scordare,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sono
il lampione della vita</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
allontana l’oscurità, sono</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">l’ultimo
rifugio in cui poter ancor sognare.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Da</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #355269;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #355269;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Sensazioni
ed emozioni</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
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</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6fmdxmdnhYJFGISdH9cWVpll0Lpcz4DWZc9nembTTGFwk97Mr7RiDdx5YtRExlNLsTuWlcP0MRHRQJmr9U77TbK24JboJdHiK-OrjCGLcB44ZoJ6UwAljI2BqoU3hJTQeCjPPYb0MHGopHTNzCiIGdkxMxOWq2Fbm4QdZaIkV6D-wGKQmpisKyAxYkLM/s800/Autunno%209.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6fmdxmdnhYJFGISdH9cWVpll0Lpcz4DWZc9nembTTGFwk97Mr7RiDdx5YtRExlNLsTuWlcP0MRHRQJmr9U77TbK24JboJdHiK-OrjCGLcB44ZoJ6UwAljI2BqoU3hJTQeCjPPYb0MHGopHTNzCiIGdkxMxOWq2Fbm4QdZaIkV6D-wGKQmpisKyAxYkLM/s320/Autunno%209.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Come
fossero neve</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><b>(dedicata)</b></i></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Tiziana Monari</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ottobre
è un filo rosso avvolto dalle nebbie</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">i
boschi già quieti</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">la
stagione arresa all’autunno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">un
vago tormento di colori sbiaditi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">come
te fermo all’imbocco</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">assopito
nell’illusione della forma</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">la
vita consunta di vita</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">la
pelle maculata d’ombre</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">il
dolore divenuto eco</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
stai lì in muta dissolvenza</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">il
mondo che evapora</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">il
corpo diminuito nella sera</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">le
voci appese per sempre alle ante delle porte</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">la
città che abbassa le serrande</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">fatta
di spigoli, silenziosa ,bianca.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ci
sono lenzuola vecchie di anni qui</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">federe
sbiadite</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">un
vuoto, una pena</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">mezz’ora
di troppo alla fine del giorno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e
lacrime che cadono senza rumore</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">come
fossero neve.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
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</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY5GVxaboDee6uCtMRm-_JGP4LFsDeE5wbD-r7pOs8G-KdZtDxSkQfJM85KGhBXctROi4f7Q_Wcfk-Xobb5QHCYs8E3SPGS_grmdZHXM001QUBdODUyuGfHT92vwMboobrE_jiqfL4siCv87byllCdwR32UZgVsL98tt2SAkU0VRYhfJ7gKFsKKSCWM3Q/s800/Autunno%2010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="533" data-original-width="800" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY5GVxaboDee6uCtMRm-_JGP4LFsDeE5wbD-r7pOs8G-KdZtDxSkQfJM85KGhBXctROi4f7Q_Wcfk-Xobb5QHCYs8E3SPGS_grmdZHXM001QUBdODUyuGfHT92vwMboobrE_jiqfL4siCv87byllCdwR32UZgVsL98tt2SAkU0VRYhfJ7gKFsKKSCWM3Q/s320/Autunno%2010.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Con
te, Autunno</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Graziella Cappelli</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ho
visto</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">il
tuo cappello</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
bacche</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ed
occhi di castagne</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">spuntare</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">da
nebbie melanconiche.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Portami</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sulle
tue spalle</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
foglie</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sulle
coltri marrone</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">della
terra,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">nella
pioggia che suona</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">note
di cielo</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">nel
vento</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
ci pizzica le gote</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sotto
il sole</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
c'infiamma.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Tienimi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">come
piccola ghianda</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sul
petto nodoso</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">cuore
a cuore</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">noi
odorosi di vita.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
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</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaCe9sq90bo21bOwCqAp_UdEkNzhDT_FC7l_biwQ2BEGDCCES-vTpGLmxuhCosOOgauWq2-W8gg9qh21ZGMCkeJd_skoPc_KaOtQ8yBlJXi3TrYuOAsk6z0qAHa3irno8iZo-jckL-57qRj1kEeO3ry2w3J0Zj-93hbY_zFTgUZ0BGXPg0-YhZo_b12-Y/s800/Autunno%2011.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="800" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaCe9sq90bo21bOwCqAp_UdEkNzhDT_FC7l_biwQ2BEGDCCES-vTpGLmxuhCosOOgauWq2-W8gg9qh21ZGMCkeJd_skoPc_KaOtQ8yBlJXi3TrYuOAsk6z0qAHa3irno8iZo-jckL-57qRj1kEeO3ry2w3J0Zj-93hbY_zFTgUZ0BGXPg0-YhZo_b12-Y/s320/Autunno%2011.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
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</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Di
corta memoria</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Maria Allo</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><<non
esiste altro che il mio simile>></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Renè
Char</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Non
c’ è nulla più vivo</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">del
calore d’autunno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sulle
cime degli alberi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">su
rami e germogli</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Refoli
di pietà</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">tra
le spine dei roveti</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">con
occhi tiepidi di futuro</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ma
brucati dal silenzio</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sul
resto anche tra i morti</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Non
c’è nulla più cupo</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
questa guerra che incombe</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">nulla
più inquietante della paura</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><em><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
non risorgere</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></em></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p><p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg81Vq1yFr4VEWEsonGWV4gShjcEx2ObgSU-8kvZgRV0xPF_fHoI93J1cTvGHU_ueN5TShMFbUpg6dlMGp0RoljoYsnta2Bp6FYFVdUh5PSbc1_LiMQet5zVloZNZAjQYsTB7jGcKqQHN_S9jtcEEWQ55X6ByTl0xGVr7JKLtkCK4zDvagtGfWEfJmOdLw/s800/Autunno%2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="456" data-original-width="800" height="182" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg81Vq1yFr4VEWEsonGWV4gShjcEx2ObgSU-8kvZgRV0xPF_fHoI93J1cTvGHU_ueN5TShMFbUpg6dlMGp0RoljoYsnta2Bp6FYFVdUh5PSbc1_LiMQet5zVloZNZAjQYsTB7jGcKqQHN_S9jtcEEWQ55X6ByTl0xGVr7JKLtkCK4zDvagtGfWEfJmOdLw/s320/Autunno%2012.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>L’autunno</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Gavino Puggioni</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">L'autunno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sta
aprendo le sue porte.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
sole, il vento e</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">la
pioggia</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">mi
fanno compagnia.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Resisto
e vivo</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">il
mio autunno,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">come
dono di vita</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
m'avvolge e</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">mi
ama...</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ancora.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh3sJ-yljTTYyLTHcdJqLYDfTcWR_eA1mccRA7N6aSsVi5jYsu4IkYug0aM-nTk3WICMFojJtdbHWxBdhaFqlFqMSA4xK0YOESwjAhtWf7oojrzAKl0p7B-v9Hd8BLd81ioMNBt8k8gKUd2zGoOwRsnfaGEg6DGsjbMtfU4asygeMB1ZCj38koOrDg2ik/s800/Autunno%2013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="800" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh3sJ-yljTTYyLTHcdJqLYDfTcWR_eA1mccRA7N6aSsVi5jYsu4IkYug0aM-nTk3WICMFojJtdbHWxBdhaFqlFqMSA4xK0YOESwjAhtWf7oojrzAKl0p7B-v9Hd8BLd81ioMNBt8k8gKUd2zGoOwRsnfaGEg6DGsjbMtfU4asygeMB1ZCj38koOrDg2ik/s320/Autunno%2013.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Morte
di una stagione</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Fernanda Pivano</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Piovve
tutta la notte<br />
Sulle memorie dell’estate.<br />
Al buio
uscimmo<br />
Entro un tuonare lugubre di pietre<br />
Fermi
sull’argine reggemmo lanterne<br />
A esplorare il pericolo dei
ponti.<br />
All’alba pallidi vedemmo le rondini<br />
Sui fili
fradice immote<br />
Spiare cenni arcani di partenza<br />
E le
specchiavamo sulla terra<br />
Le fontane dai volti disfatti.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
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</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCOj1iB4sE1n6D3a3Wgmc2Rj4SeIrS1nZfYu1uuT0LIM78Sgm7fEzHlgkxxcmnUWASWyiIxmI_Xe3n06-VaIRe5-FuesVKnDLBG-kb3butfgp9p-GWV06htb37T0HHRl1PqdcFxwLgveO_DCPiUM-SRseJZ3l45TPG_RtLq-tFg2nCgPMzag1NSeBnix0/s800/Autunno%2014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="800" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCOj1iB4sE1n6D3a3Wgmc2Rj4SeIrS1nZfYu1uuT0LIM78Sgm7fEzHlgkxxcmnUWASWyiIxmI_Xe3n06-VaIRe5-FuesVKnDLBG-kb3butfgp9p-GWV06htb37T0HHRl1PqdcFxwLgveO_DCPiUM-SRseJZ3l45TPG_RtLq-tFg2nCgPMzag1NSeBnix0/s320/Autunno%2014.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Nella
luce d’autunno</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Giuseppe Carlo Airaghi</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p><p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Nell’oro
delle sere d’autunno,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">nella
loro simbologia fraintesa,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ci
incamminiamo lungo il sentiero</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
costeggia la roggia.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">In
faccia alla forza del sole che cala</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">non
so dove poggiare lo sguardo</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e
il passo che non regge il fulgore.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Come
renderti evidente questa luce,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">condividere
a parole il respiro</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
mi illudo di avere compreso?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ci
abbaglia un rif lesso che canta</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">tra
i rami di questi alberi spogli,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">tra
queste foglie gialle, arrese</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">alla
luce clemente di ottobre.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ripeto
parole che in fondo</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">conosco,
capisco da sempre:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">quanta
bellezza concessa</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">a
sorreggere il peso del mondo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Da </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #355269;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Quello
che ancora restava da dire (Fara, 2020)</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2p9t7I2XMmLkyRIFZ_o3-CsqnC67b3LllkpVrAdo1aEG_EUSQmlOdbm6b1hw6Lgths5Jmvtq279u0vbfQb-178HCrn2dxbhIBVHcKwBac1isvm4iW9LFqJbDs-xrsiAlJnr7IawQpw8CQeokyhi66e_dPmcMftLfndZ-YGI1d-tIDpFo8H3k0FpjWzIk/s800/Autunno%2015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2p9t7I2XMmLkyRIFZ_o3-CsqnC67b3LllkpVrAdo1aEG_EUSQmlOdbm6b1hw6Lgths5Jmvtq279u0vbfQb-178HCrn2dxbhIBVHcKwBac1isvm4iW9LFqJbDs-xrsiAlJnr7IawQpw8CQeokyhi66e_dPmcMftLfndZ-YGI1d-tIDpFo8H3k0FpjWzIk/s320/Autunno%2015.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.5cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Rosso
d’Autunno</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Vincenzo D’Alessio</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br /></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Rosso
d’</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Autunno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">(occhi
bruni)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">profumo
di castagne</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ancora
in riccio l’uva</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">tiene
il cuore delle notti</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">avare
di luna</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
melograno riporta</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">nenie
di focolare</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">dove
brillava la fiamma</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">più
chiara dell’alba</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">attesa
invano</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Da </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #355269;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Nuove
anime (Fara, 2019</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="text-decoration: none;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">)</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
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</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #355269;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
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</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
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</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-decoration: none;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 115%;"><br />
<br />
<br />
</p><br /><p></p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-59946647138364908212023-09-23T18:06:00.001+02:002023-09-23T18:06:13.477+02:00MondoBlog del 23 settembre 2023<p> </p><p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Ecco
qualcosa che può interessare:</b></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://pieramariachessa.wordpress.com/2023/09/14/lacquazzone/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Finalmente
la pioggia</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://nugae11.wordpress.com/2023/09/06/e-piu-in-la-il-mare/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Il
mare? E' un poì più in là</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><br />
</p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://letteratitudinenews.wordpress.com/2023/09/21/patrick-zaki-sogni-e-illusioni-di-liberta-la-mia-storia-dal-13-ottobre/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>In
arrivo il primo libro di Zaki</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://giovigiordy.blogspot.com/2023/09/soldato.html"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Certi
numeri non tornano</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://lieve2011.wordpress.com/2023/08/08/la-casa-del-poeta-appunti-di-viaggio/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Dove
abitava Pascoli</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://cristinabove.com/2023/08/22/dalla-terza-eta/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>La
terza, e purtroppo ultima, età</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-40409635063424180952023-07-11T11:24:00.001+02:002023-07-11T11:24:48.555+02:00Ferie 2023<p> </p><p align="center" style="font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
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<span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i><b>Si
riapre a settembre</b></i></span></span></span></p><p align="left" style="font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i><b><br /></b></i></span></span></span></p><p align="left" style="font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i></i></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioi0YvkH6oDvPBz6ABfEP5BYzzUDlNZOq6irJ4bpov6lEg-654CKvua5eQzAiKH6gcs6sWy6jEXJ4e9EfbchUUDFtcfSx4xRyaSg1BXimE-iddPjobWOnxr0dRwJSc5f5aTz89iIn4WiPdxTHCN1QEBdVNQ4QWQ_MqSc4HiMFfyc-V48PyCLR99ExSwa8/s633/vacanze-estive-immagini-divertenti-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="477" data-original-width="633" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioi0YvkH6oDvPBz6ABfEP5BYzzUDlNZOq6irJ4bpov6lEg-654CKvua5eQzAiKH6gcs6sWy6jEXJ4e9EfbchUUDFtcfSx4xRyaSg1BXimE-iddPjobWOnxr0dRwJSc5f5aTz89iIn4WiPdxTHCN1QEBdVNQ4QWQ_MqSc4HiMFfyc-V48PyCLR99ExSwa8/s320/vacanze-estive-immagini-divertenti-2.jpg" width="320" /></a></i></span></span></span></div><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><i><br /><b><br /></b></i></span></span></span><p></p>
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</p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-72292694706687400842023-06-11T06:03:00.000+02:002023-06-11T06:03:46.063+02:00Dove andare in vacanza?<p> </p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Dove
andare in vacanza?</b></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><b>di Renzo Montagnoli</b></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">Con la stagione estiva si apre anche il
grande periodo delle ferie, sovente utilizzate per le villeggiature.
Si va un po’ ovunque, soprattutto al mare, sia in Italia che
all’estero, in pratica ovunque si possa celebrare questo rito della
società consumistica, una tradizione ormai che nelle intenzioni dei
protagonisti dovrebbe coniugare lo svago con il riposo. La domanda
che un vacanziere si pone è dove andare ed è ovvio che le sue
decisioni siano non poco influenzate dal periodo disponibile e dalla
spesa che è disposto ad affrontare. Al riguardo non è sempre detto
che l’Italia risulti la meta più conveniente, ma è anche vero che
ci sono destinazioni che nulla hanno da invidiare al altre più note,
senza dimenticare che è pressoché impossibile trovare un paese come
il nostro in cui, accanto a paesaggi stupendi, ci sono bellezze
artistiche a profusione. Per questo motivo di seguito potrete trovare
otto località in cui recarsi, di cui due in montagna, due sui laghi,
due al mare e due prevalentemente artistiche. Molti luoghi sono stati
esclusi, benché meritevoli, ma solo per questioni di spazio. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">E adesso procediamo:</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><u><b>Sui
laghi</b></u></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">In Italia non mancano certo e sono tutti
molto belli, peraltro frequentatissimi dai turisti. Fra i tanti deve
necessariamente essere presente quello che per me, e non solo per me,
è il massimo e mi riferisco al lago di Garda, con le sue belle
litoranee, quella occidentale e quella orientale, che consentono di
raggiungere cittadine stupende, come Gargnano, Limone, Riva,
Malcesine, Garda, Peschiera, Sirmione e Desenzano. Certo, nel periodo
estivo queste strade sono molto trafficate e l’idea, per certi
aspetti eccellente, di fare il periplo stradale del lago, percorso
che in altre stagioni si effettua con comodo in un giorno, può
vacillare se si pensa alle lunghe code in cui è facile incappare, e
allora d’estate è meglio usare l’auto per raggiungere una
località costiera e lì soggiornarvi. L’acqua del lago è pulita,
le spiagge sono poche, raccolte, ma sovente di grande bellezza,
inoltre sono possibili passeggiate che consentono scorci a dir poco
incantevoli. Benché le strutture ricettive siano numerose, il grande
afflusso di turisti, soprattutto tedeschi e olandesi, rende pressoché
indispensabile prenotare con un largo anticipo. I prezzi non sono
per niente popolari, ma sono il risultato di una richiesta intensa e
che va senza soste da giugno a settembre.</span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><br /></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXLhdGGnL3u6VsoE3HFD2adKRmelO_vpN3_MJxM_V-nVPHJ_eOEuouaUGTnIJtCaHPEthEGKHMk8ZvaD9teURXnEbLgV6KkNVbD4obnJf0b3shR4DYdvg9PR4UxYy7h8bxizU1RmFOGnOxFc2RJwKnG4UXGmY3TIjf-6uAW3qNzsk4-DalNn-o0ADj/s800/Sui%20laghi%203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXLhdGGnL3u6VsoE3HFD2adKRmelO_vpN3_MJxM_V-nVPHJ_eOEuouaUGTnIJtCaHPEthEGKHMk8ZvaD9teURXnEbLgV6KkNVbD4obnJf0b3shR4DYdvg9PR4UxYy7h8bxizU1RmFOGnOxFc2RJwKnG4UXGmY3TIjf-6uAW3qNzsk4-DalNn-o0ADj/s320/Sui%20laghi%203.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><br /></span><p></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSEqcX3LjZAYiCl7MxEhbDU5mbmd1XQbSC40EDI6aNqZMwjEbLauLJnnbknG2WyZmA8XAsjbNvsRZ2kKntMQgnutnhPMVIUnOHWJKS7StDw9FTrOeyWYUz6nt-_C2hUlqHf-MjQJbeNupvnHINEppXlyVQKEyPimb3dONapGru0XHYqltr0U9G36q6/s800/Sui%20laghi%204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="503" data-original-width="800" height="201" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSEqcX3LjZAYiCl7MxEhbDU5mbmd1XQbSC40EDI6aNqZMwjEbLauLJnnbknG2WyZmA8XAsjbNvsRZ2kKntMQgnutnhPMVIUnOHWJKS7StDw9FTrOeyWYUz6nt-_C2hUlqHf-MjQJbeNupvnHINEppXlyVQKEyPimb3dONapGru0XHYqltr0U9G36q6/s320/Sui%20laghi%204.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><br /></span><p></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">Un altro lago che ha un suo particolare
fascino non è vicino a quello di Garda, anzi è piuttosto lontano,
perché occorre scendere lungo la penisola e raggiungere il Lazio,
dove in quello che un tempo era il cratere di un vulcano si trova il
lago di Bolsena (al riguardo, la formazione del Garda è ben diversa,
essendo stata la sua origine un gigantesco ghiacciaio). </span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Nella
sua tipologia è il più grande in Europa, con una forma quasi
rotonda, due isole, e un fiume emissario e un bacino idrografico di
ben 273 Kmq. A ulteriore testimonianza delle sue origini vulcaniche
ha spiagge con sabbia di colore nero riveniente dalla disgregazione
delle rocce vulcaniche. Le coste sono in genere basse, interrotte da
piccole penisole e con pochi promontori (il Monte Bisenzio, la Punta
San Bernardino, la penisola di Capodimonte e la Punta di
Sant’Antonio). Proprio per questo motivo gli insediamenti urbani
sono stati facilitati e sorgono numerose strutture turistiche e
balneari. Senz’altro meno frequentato del Garda ha strutture
ricettive in linea con l’afflusso turistico, alberghi di buon
livello che spesso si affacciano sullo specchio d’acqua e hanno
piccole spiagge. Fra l’altro,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">
f</span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">ra
un bagno e l’altro, è possibile visitare i numerosi centri
rivieraschi non trascurando una puntata anche ad alcune città
limitrofe, come le splendide Civita di Bagnoregio e Orvieto.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><u><b>Sui
monti</b></u></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">Le possibilità di scelta sono talmente
tante da costituire un vero imbarazzo. Comunque i miei suggerimenti
vogliono tenere conto anche delle altezze, perché soprattutto i
bambini piccoli e gli anziani, per motivi opposti, non si trovano
bene a quote elevate, diciamo oltre i 1500 metri. E allora perché
non fare una piacevole vacanza sugli altipiani di Folgaria, Lavarone
e Luserna? Il paesaggio è ameno, l’aria è leggera, le escursioni
sono per lo più facili e poco affaticanti, la gente del posto e
simpatica, la cucina è appetitosa, e poi ci sono i ricordi della
Grande Guerra, con numerose fortezze austriache, di cui una sola ben
conservata e perciò visitabile, il forte Belvedere. Alberghi e
appartamenti in affitto sono in numero adeguato, c’è perfino un
laghetto balneabile, quello di Lavarone, il tutto per una vacanza
informale, in cui il tempo libero è scandito dalle tranquille
passeggiate, non di rado all’ombra di boschi secolari.</span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><br /></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8rd1GC5HOgAbiUU-RLRkmlYGqFAg0Byz2eBMPuuTKkd2xIfWjsxfBJvCm_JiMp3WxsF6sLhyn1k0GCLyJ-hrP6uOv6BFp6rS_raqjhvibOt5mItirXzfyMzo5Ex0D3Xafw2jxDUIuuVoaQ9y48_L3AhGr95oSc199xrpbqomw5udhAXkfhcuOTsnt/s800/Sui%20monti%203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="800" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8rd1GC5HOgAbiUU-RLRkmlYGqFAg0Byz2eBMPuuTKkd2xIfWjsxfBJvCm_JiMp3WxsF6sLhyn1k0GCLyJ-hrP6uOv6BFp6rS_raqjhvibOt5mItirXzfyMzo5Ex0D3Xafw2jxDUIuuVoaQ9y48_L3AhGr95oSc199xrpbqomw5udhAXkfhcuOTsnt/s320/Sui%20monti%203.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><br /></span><p></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ByTe1hty1xsKzparAkwWi4SNVi-9j5aFtMViN2PjaVcP_i7CimHAjqRw7ajUW_RXx-6s5MaQDzVuN38Ps3PdYslBg1SgemSbCDUi_JbsQqNIpVCASfrgLeGjSn7jzK6OjXryLhfiBHiNfTQCDyetn1sH7VfwOZLUkDYxQo_Czog1DZWo4Pv7YJmR/s800/Sui%20monti%204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="800" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ByTe1hty1xsKzparAkwWi4SNVi-9j5aFtMViN2PjaVcP_i7CimHAjqRw7ajUW_RXx-6s5MaQDzVuN38Ps3PdYslBg1SgemSbCDUi_JbsQqNIpVCASfrgLeGjSn7jzK6OjXryLhfiBHiNfTQCDyetn1sH7VfwOZLUkDYxQo_Czog1DZWo4Pv7YJmR/s320/Sui%20monti%204.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><br /></span><p></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">Un po’ più a Nord, oltre la città di
Bolzano, prima di arrivare alla strada che si inoltra nella Val
Gardena, c’è un bivio da cui parte una rotabile che risale la
montagna e passando per Fiè e Sciliar, raggiunge Castelrotto. Questo
paesino, che ho conosciuto quando era agli albori del turismo, è
diventato un centro importante, anche perché ai piedi dell’altopiano
dello Sciliar, raggiungibile in auto solo per chi soggiorna negli
alberghi in quota, e invece in autobus o con la cabinovia che parte
da Siusi per gli altri. Siamo in Alto Adige e la popolazione è
bilingue, cioè parla il tedesco e l’italiano; pure la cucina è un
po’ diversa, ma assicuro che è una diversità positiva, perché è
veramente eccellente. Al di là delle bellezze naturali che si
ricollegano all’altopiano dello Sciliar, con escursioni stupende,
anche se a quote di un certo livello (più o meno da circa 1600 metri
a oltre 2000 sul livello del mare), Castelrotto è un borgo veramente
grazioso, con la sua chiesa al centro e che ha sul retro il cimitero,
e alcune case d’epoca, piacevolmente affrescate sulla parete
anteriore. L’ospitalità è il fiore all’occhiello di questo
paese, con hotel di classe, spesso dotati di piscina e di spa, e
numerosi appartamenti a disposizione degli ospiti; ne va che i prezzi
sono in relazione alla qualità offerta, qualità riscontrabile anche
in una cucina che ha saputo coniugare e conciliare i migliori piatti
della cucina asburgica con i più riusciti piatti di quella italiana.
Il posto è frequentatissimo e quindi la prenotazione, anche con
largo anticipo, è d’obbligo.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">Volutamente tralascio le spiagge
dell’alto e medio Adriatico, in estate dei veri e propri carnai,
con un mare che se è anche pulito, almeno dalle analisi, è però
nient’altro che una grande piscina. Per altro si fanno apprezzare
per la cucina e per i divertimenti.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">Se si vuole qualcosa di diverso, bisogna
andare da altre parti, per esempio sul Gargano, che secondo me
rappresenta l’antipasto del piatto forte del Salento. Quest’ultimo
è stupendo, con spiagge caratterizzate da scogli, da calette
sabbiose, da rocce che precipitano sull’acqua e da grotte in cui il
mare ha dei colori incredibili. Anche il Gargano è così, ma più in
piccolo, oltre a presentare un polmone verde del tutto unico, la
Foresta Umbra. Da Rodi Garganico a Vieste la litoranea si snoda lungo
un percorso tortuoso che presenta da un lato la fitta vegetazione
appunto della Foresta Umbra e dall’altro dei panorami stupendi che
si possono ammirare su bastioni rocciosi a precipizio sul mare, mare
a cui si può giungere per mezzo di sentieri che portano a piccole
baie di sogno.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">E’ una villeggiatura che impone la
necessità di muoversi, per trovare altri scorci, per ammirare archi
di roccia che spuntano dal mare, per inoltrarsi nelle stradine di
Peschici, delizioso centro di villeggiatura in cui si respira ancora
l’aria di un mondo passato. L’ospitalità è costituita per lo
più da un paio di villaggi turistici e da alberghi di buona
levatura, non molti in verità, per non dire pochini, perché
località come questa meritano un maggior flusso turistico, anche se
la distanza dal nord frena i vacanzieri, a meno che non abbiano a
disposizione giorni di ferie maggiori di una settimana e possibilità
finanziarie in linea.</span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><br /></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkjGpzvk0qEdqxZn7m-nnhUmO0Gagfg_H1RY0vfMvltwcdx-ad8z4oCOPLboTkvl55pOuX8ZiKUpWBPCbEqXYvA_FI4Q8JMMvTY7DUgmQxwe6bvZHsOr2xAVvElV1mchFbFBMi4scNnrBZ_BlsHdvCyDoWeYUr3CsZTH91Adq7hs1zqwMeacgf8cUN/s800/Sui%20mari%203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="524" data-original-width="800" height="210" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkjGpzvk0qEdqxZn7m-nnhUmO0Gagfg_H1RY0vfMvltwcdx-ad8z4oCOPLboTkvl55pOuX8ZiKUpWBPCbEqXYvA_FI4Q8JMMvTY7DUgmQxwe6bvZHsOr2xAVvElV1mchFbFBMi4scNnrBZ_BlsHdvCyDoWeYUr3CsZTH91Adq7hs1zqwMeacgf8cUN/s320/Sui%20mari%203.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><br /></span><p></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwJ7NwXbaCwPRRlreFYTLpmhh2kxZuisJREbrWJ_cq7VLUpk1vbcK2ltAEWO2Kpsd5j8YbFDeAoaertAc5WLxatT2-3lim9GufZ2VpGRclEO8OLyDHl3GWf-Gi9ZJXC2NiqYv1lc4DefOXFbcr4kmxPT7J_3e4wwnFC3coe-xhoo-rHifHMy8n_c-h/s800/Sui%20mari%204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="363" data-original-width="800" height="145" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwJ7NwXbaCwPRRlreFYTLpmhh2kxZuisJREbrWJ_cq7VLUpk1vbcK2ltAEWO2Kpsd5j8YbFDeAoaertAc5WLxatT2-3lim9GufZ2VpGRclEO8OLyDHl3GWf-Gi9ZJXC2NiqYv1lc4DefOXFbcr4kmxPT7J_3e4wwnFC3coe-xhoo-rHifHMy8n_c-h/s320/Sui%20mari%204.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><br /></span><p></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">Se poi si desidera andare ai Caraibi, ma
senza uscire dal nostro Stato c’è un’isola meravigliosa, la
Sardegna. Ci si può arrivare solo in nave, con i traghetti, o in
aereo, ma assicuro che vale la pena, perché là ci sono posti da
favola. In particolare ci sono spiagge che nemmeno i Caraibi si
sognano, con sabbie dei più svariati colori, in calette, baie più o
meno grandi, rocce levigate dall’onda e grotte, tante e magnifiche.
Mi viene in mente una costa che si chiama Smeralda ed effettivamente
lo è, e poi penso a un’isola, molto più piccola, come La
Maddalena e a quella minuscola di Caprera, che ha ospitato a lungo
Garibaldi. Non è solo però la costa settentrionale a rappresentare
l’eccellenza, è tutto lo sviluppo costiero, estremamente vario, in
cui ancora la natura riesce a predominare. Prima ho accennato ai
colori della sabbia delle spiagge ed ecco che all’isoletta di
Budelli, a Cala di Roto, la tonalità è addirittura rosa. L’ideale
sarebbe poter girare tutta l’isola, anche l’interno, così
selvaggio, ma anche chi va per stare un po’ in spiaggia può sempre
trovare il tempo e l’occasione per allontanarsi anche di poco e
vedere altre meraviglie. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">Credo che chi è stato in Sardegna vi
abbia lasciato il cuore, anche se le troppe bellezze rischiano di
disorientare, ma in ogni caso lasciano un senso di appagamento
completo. L’ospitalità è ben presente e ai massimi livelli e, per
quanto ovvio, i prezzi sono in linea con questa offerta. Anche qui
per soggiorni nei mesi estivi è necessario prenotare, non solo per
trovare un alloggio, ma anche perché c’è la strettoia
rappresentata dalla necessità di arrivarvi o in traghetto, o in
aereo. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><u><b>Città
d’arte</b></u></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">In Italia non può esserci che
l’imbarazzo della scelta e io sono un po’ di parte perché
propongo innanzi tutto Mantova, adagiata sui suoi laghi, sui quali
funziona un servizio di navigazione, raccolta tanto che è possibile
visitarla in uno, massimo due giorni, ma piacevolmente addormentata,
stordita dal profumo dei suoi fior di loto. Consiglio sempre di
arrivare da est, perché ,il colpo d’occhio sul castello di San
Giorgio è uno di quelli che non si dimenticano. La panoramica è
bella, emoziona, e poi quando si entra in piazza Sordello si resta a
bocca aperta, circondati dal Duomo, dal palazzo Bonacolsi, dalla
Corte Vecchia e dalla Corte Nuova. E’ lì che attende la gente di
entrare a Palazzo Ducale, di poter vedere con i propri occhi nel
castello di San Giorgio la celebre Camera degli Sposi, opera
immortale di Andrea Mantegna. E poi sale, salette, corridoi,
porticati, in quella che è la reggia più grande in Italia, un giro
di stupore che non può chiudere una giornata se poi non si va a
Palazzo Te, gioiello di Giulio Romano, con l’apocalittica sala
della Caduta dei giganti. Il giorno dopo c’è tutto il tempo per
ammirare la basilica di Sant’Andrea, il Palazzo d’Arco e il museo
Diocesano. Mantova è bella anche di sera, nei vicoli dietro il
duomo, dove i giochi d’ombra fanno sognare un mondo che è stato,
fra furtive Madonne e menestrelli innamorati. </span>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">L’ospitalità è adeguata, e oltretutto
la cucina mantovana è una delle migliori. Insomma, per farla breve,
a Mantova si ristorano il corpo e la mente.</span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><br /></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHJeX7lybekoI4AJX-is4O4ykgfB84MZCQKt4QQ7jpUCiA45Ok02hzxEjTWrB800fJKoZKPTYfehKeXPUkYG-P5d6UEWOOYr8mE33wU0VxdPnKJ1yWArzrzb0xr0ielvZWG4DRyp7YvFGKV0znkcidoo6k4Qr-KT5lyKM6HQg_iRp9YMM57aRpmJx5/s800/Citt%C3%A0%20d'arte%203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="542" data-original-width="800" height="217" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHJeX7lybekoI4AJX-is4O4ykgfB84MZCQKt4QQ7jpUCiA45Ok02hzxEjTWrB800fJKoZKPTYfehKeXPUkYG-P5d6UEWOOYr8mE33wU0VxdPnKJ1yWArzrzb0xr0ielvZWG4DRyp7YvFGKV0znkcidoo6k4Qr-KT5lyKM6HQg_iRp9YMM57aRpmJx5/s320/Citt%C3%A0%20d'arte%203.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><br /></span><p></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOqR2e8UGjKDqmBkCKcoNgVZTdbQXSoNxrRsZOyHM8PBWSr0JjpiNzYdNmhKbfIyi16x9MieU8MMz7LYCYnH8Mc_9_vsv-FaS50o-YtE7FhfMrvHAlXhOYzIOC72FOLCTI21MmR99xmKPZL0IraT-6RXfcVMoCn0x4a2HvZRDBIP_g_M2WPgqOlcGc/s800/Citt%C3%A0%20d'arte%204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="800" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOqR2e8UGjKDqmBkCKcoNgVZTdbQXSoNxrRsZOyHM8PBWSr0JjpiNzYdNmhKbfIyi16x9MieU8MMz7LYCYnH8Mc_9_vsv-FaS50o-YtE7FhfMrvHAlXhOYzIOC72FOLCTI21MmR99xmKPZL0IraT-6RXfcVMoCn0x4a2HvZRDBIP_g_M2WPgqOlcGc/s320/Citt%C3%A0%20d'arte%204.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><br /></span><p></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">Intendo restare nelle piccole realtà e
la mia scelta è caduta su Lecce, anche perché è di fatto la
capitale del Salento ed è così possibile unire un percorso
culturale a un soggiorno marino, peraltro molto piacevole. E’ una
città lontana dal nord, ma appunto se si vuole bagnarsi nelle acque
salentine c’è la possibilità di dedicare un po’ di tempo, non
più di un giorno, alla città di Lecce dove predomina il barocco, un
barocco del tutto particolare, tanto da chiamarsi leccese e che prese
piede nel seicento, grazie alla fantasia degli artigiani locali, ma
anche all’utilizzo di una pietra che si trova in loco e che è un
calcare tenero, ma ben compatto, dai colori caldi e che è facile da
lavorare con lo scalpellino. E’ edificata così per esempio la
Basilica di Santa Croce, che è la chiesa più famosa in una città
che di chiese ne ha tante, ognuna con le sue caratteristiche di
interesse; non mancano poi gli edifici civili e militari, di cui il
più noto è il castello. La ricordo come una città con un centro
antico e un’ampia zona nuova che definire periferica è inesatto,
vista la sua estensione. Di rilievo in centro è l’Anfiteatro
Romano, di cui restano solo l’arena, le gradinate inferiori e parte
delle mura. Anche a Lecce l’ospitalità è adeguata e la cucina è
senz’altro ottima (del resto, ci si chiede dove in Italia si possa
mangiar male). </span>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">Ecco otto idee, delle migliaia che ci
sono, non troppo approfondite, ma che tratteggiano le caratteristiche
principali. Non mi resta che dire: a Voi la scelta.</span></p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;">N.B.: Le foto sono state reperite in
diversi Siti Internet.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br />Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-71084215275363129932023-06-11T05:46:00.002+02:002023-06-11T05:46:38.155+02:00MondoBlog dell'11 giugno 2023<p> </p><p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Ecco
qualcosa che può interessare:</b></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://pieramariachessa.wordpress.com/2023/05/19/le-mani/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Quante
mani</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://nugae11.wordpress.com/2023/06/05/e-di-giugno/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>La
luce del mese</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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qui.</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="http://giovigiordy.blogspot.com/2023/05/rondo-veneziano.html"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Il
barocco in musica</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://cristinabove.com/2023/04/25/un-bel-tacere/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Un
bel tacere...non fu mai scritto</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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</p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-91223597517088560602023-05-16T07:51:00.002+02:002023-05-16T07:54:13.379+02:00La penna, la spada e l'aratro<p> </p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>La
penna, la spada e l'aratro</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><b>di</b></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><b>Renzo
Montagnoli</b></i></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Era
da un po' di tempo che cercavo un po' di tranquillità per scrivere
di un grande autore, doppiamente sfortunato, in quanto deceduto
e anche per il fatto che i suoi libri, quasi tutti di notevole
livello, non hanno trovato il successo di pubblico che ampiamente
avrebbero meritato.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">In
particolare avrei voluto stilare una sua biografia, accompagnata da
un'analisi critica dei suoi romanzi, onde porlo nella giusta luce per
quel posto che, benché snobbato dai critici, si è
sicuramente ritagliato nella storia della nostra letteratura.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
tempo, purtroppo, è tiranno e dopo non pochi ripensamenti
sono giunto alla conclusione che in fondo la biografia di
un uomo, di un artista è sì importante, ma ciò che più conta sono
le sue opere e pertanto è del narratore che intendo scrivere e non
anche dell'uomo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">A
lui ero legato da una viva amicizia e fra noi vigeva una reciproca
stima; solo la distanza fra la mia e la sua residenza ci ha impedito
di conoscerci materialmente, ma gli scambi di posta elettronica, le
non infrequenti conversazioni telefoniche e, soprattutto, la lettura
dei suoi libri ha consentito che mi facessi più di
un'idea, permettendomi addirittura di comprenderne l'intima natura,
forse in misura maggiore di una frequentazione abituale. Di </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Valentino
Rocchi</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
perché è di questo autore romagnolo di nascita e pesarese
d'adozione che sto parlando, non posso che avere un caro e indelebile
ricordo e scrivere di lui come romanziere mi sembra la giusta mercede
per quanto di positivo mi hanno dato i suoi libri.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6kBJYyL0XxEMWx1HBVX5TjwHi5T8VmVhVM8DDpjOXD1AMOktjTX7vazcZUFRHKvXK2xeaAdwB5KsP0q8L6oxtaPP2rFNEfBiHkJqeEK1ZB0H0g5UfL9BI_IEzhquKyMqkbwJ8LVSotNAIB_-3m44arpu92ikVKOHZd1nmTqiD_j50DkZBFQzj151M/s585/La%20magia%20del%20fuoco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="421" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6kBJYyL0XxEMWx1HBVX5TjwHi5T8VmVhVM8DDpjOXD1AMOktjTX7vazcZUFRHKvXK2xeaAdwB5KsP0q8L6oxtaPP2rFNEfBiHkJqeEK1ZB0H0g5UfL9BI_IEzhquKyMqkbwJ8LVSotNAIB_-3m44arpu92ikVKOHZd1nmTqiD_j50DkZBFQzj151M/s320/La%20magia%20del%20fuoco.jpg" width="230" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Fino
al febbraio del 2008 mi era del tutto sconosciuto e fu
proprio in quel mese che ricevetti da Pina Vicario delle Edizioni
Agemina un libro che lei mi aveva definito piuttosto interessante. Si
trattava di </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
Magia del Fuoco</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
titolo di per sé tale da destare una naturale curiosità, ma io, per
principio, guardo poco a queste cose, preferisco leggere, analizzare
lo stile, verificare la trama, ponderare gli elementi valutativi
salienti. Devo ammettere che quelle 175 pagine, divorate in pochi
giorni, mi sorpresero non poco, presentando caratteristiche di
qualità, sia sotto l'aspetto strutturale, sia sotto quello
stilistico. La trama, poi, di questo romanzo di sentimenti, di vita
vissuta, di riflessioni si presentava appetibile, era un piacere
andare avanti nella lettura, che fra l'altro risultava avvincente.
Sarà stata la sobrietà dello stile, l'equilibrio nella narrazione
senza mai una parola di troppo, una delicatezza quasi soave nella
sempre difficile descrizione di un'iniziazione sessuale, ma resta
il fatto che mi entusiasmai al punto che mi venne naturale
chiedere all'autore se si trattava dell'opera prima, oppure se ne
aveva già scritte altre.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Emerse
così che esistevano altri romanzi nel cassetto e altri
ancora, pochi, erano stati pubblicati con alcuni piccoli editori e
Valentino fu tanto gentile da farmi avere una copia di ciascuno.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Passarono
così per le mie mani pagine e pagine di opere che non
fecero altro che rafforzare la mia convinzione sul fatto che ci si
potesse trovare davanti a un autore rivelazione. Soprattutto questi
lavori erano caratterizzati da una costanza di rendimento
invidiabile, da uno stile di cui si notava il progressivo
affinamento, ma ciò che più m'impressionò fu l'ambientazione,
rurale, con descrizioni di personaggi e di luoghi mai greve, ma
concisa ed esauriente. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMf64ZJ83HP3X1j1kLIH7kIkXMMQmOXR1tFaTi-Jeob7Lpluh3NOqECr_LWgo283O_mYT5lPyHf3JIUp-4Cx70KsMSBfmjoAuInz3ONn4xwOCTCpIKZCEGmTzGlrFx-WmYstL9GKSBBEDgYkJYeyvOHyutmIohQe0uwse5WzlanoB_9IjVNWTOeX_K/s585/L'eredit%C3%A0%20di%20Venanzio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="397" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMf64ZJ83HP3X1j1kLIH7kIkXMMQmOXR1tFaTi-Jeob7Lpluh3NOqECr_LWgo283O_mYT5lPyHf3JIUp-4Cx70KsMSBfmjoAuInz3ONn4xwOCTCpIKZCEGmTzGlrFx-WmYstL9GKSBBEDgYkJYeyvOHyutmIohQe0uwse5WzlanoB_9IjVNWTOeX_K/s320/L'eredit%C3%A0%20di%20Venanzio.jpg" width="217" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKn3o0GUBgsAgiznhbJwiOfr1Uxh1FcawcGFAMo7YtvenFwOFT4wORUS-fPlmglNBSAECTccNAWvGDktePUbbSXrcduIRk4LwxXpf2_1KCFWep-2cmjuGbQkR5QR3JAJIiDAeUJyuPBeu0zQWmeSi5lfEzosH0XvHM5suvCL5oS3_qurh7wql2h36m/s585/Gli%20uomini%20di%20Bluma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="396" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKn3o0GUBgsAgiznhbJwiOfr1Uxh1FcawcGFAMo7YtvenFwOFT4wORUS-fPlmglNBSAECTccNAWvGDktePUbbSXrcduIRk4LwxXpf2_1KCFWep-2cmjuGbQkR5QR3JAJIiDAeUJyuPBeu0zQWmeSi5lfEzosH0XvHM5suvCL5oS3_qurh7wql2h36m/s320/Gli%20uomini%20di%20Bluma.jpg" width="217" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAo3OyuO4MHqaL8s_srz5-sN7MG6DwBLBFCLz4Ba6GAt8GKWyRa-j0FF5Mz3uis2qtzdi5EPjFjL5oXUTJtbMPRg5zv0qX6vKwcjsHr8xnkzRXy_V8o7lRr8qgFCwjDYY1jLGNUXTzqyw-mdGjRAB47GgU4SiVoxpH9qsv7rf4asYal_EXy6NikIGr/s585/La%20saggezza%20di%20Toni.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="387" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAo3OyuO4MHqaL8s_srz5-sN7MG6DwBLBFCLz4Ba6GAt8GKWyRa-j0FF5Mz3uis2qtzdi5EPjFjL5oXUTJtbMPRg5zv0qX6vKwcjsHr8xnkzRXy_V8o7lRr8qgFCwjDYY1jLGNUXTzqyw-mdGjRAB47GgU4SiVoxpH9qsv7rf4asYal_EXy6NikIGr/s320/La%20saggezza%20di%20Toni.jpg" width="212" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Questo mondo agreste, che si ritrova
in </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">L'eredità
di Venanzio</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Gli
uomini di Bluma</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> e </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
saggezza di Toni</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
ricostruito in un'epoca in cui ancora la civiltà contadina non era
morta, fatto di sentimenti e di superstizioni, di odi lancinanti e di
amicizie salde, non era solo il palcoscenico su cui
venivano rappresentate le varie trame, ma assumeva una valenza
propria, frutto probabilmente di una nostalgia per gli anni
precedenti la seconda guerra mondiale, che avevano visto la
giovinezza di Rocchi, non certo agricoltore, ma di estrazione
contadina. Anche questi tre romanzi erano belli, coinvolgenti,
piacevolissimi da leggere e toccavano le corde dell'animo; ne fui e
ne sono tuttora entusiasta, ma il meglio doveva ancora venire
e venne con </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Notte
all'Hostaria La Guercia</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg585chfZ2MMHmxdMZFWSZ-Uz8lchKtYSfurEUH6tAi8ylICBmAfwuTLW0IgzBuwHVfv4V6vbI1UilcOrZmn9g95kuQqy0-ee2SUzxhk6du2PNjAIA0Wy83VlK5mQUKs5pzj00wZB5pkO1RVbTHsVOFmKUlR4yf0qGYQIpZA2JNQA2njFSuIJMpHa5Z/s585/Notte%20all'hostaria%20La%20Guercia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="391" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg585chfZ2MMHmxdMZFWSZ-Uz8lchKtYSfurEUH6tAi8ylICBmAfwuTLW0IgzBuwHVfv4V6vbI1UilcOrZmn9g95kuQqy0-ee2SUzxhk6du2PNjAIA0Wy83VlK5mQUKs5pzj00wZB5pkO1RVbTHsVOFmKUlR4yf0qGYQIpZA2JNQA2njFSuIJMpHa5Z/s320/Notte%20all'hostaria%20La%20Guercia.jpg" width="214" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span><p></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
libro mi fu recapitato dallo stesso autore che ci tenne a dirmi che
era un'opera a cui teneva molto e ne aveva ben ragione.
Infatti, nonostante il titolo non proprio invitante, in queste 305
pagine, nel parlarci di un personaggio realmente esistito,
tale Pandolfo Collenuccio, diplomatico del XV secolo,
pesarese di nascita, ci offre un affresco stupendo del nostro
rinascimento, in un periodo particolarmente travagliato, di grandi
lotte di potere, con le mire espansionistiche del pontefice
Alessandro VI, al secolo Rodrigo Borgia, sulle
Signorie dell'Italia Centrale e poi anche più su, fino
alla Romagna.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Dicevo
del titolo non invitante, ma che ha un preciso significato, poiché
Rocchi, invece di narrarci la vita di questo personaggio dalle
origini fino alla sua morte, preferisce mostrarcelo in questa notte
trascorsa vegliando in una vecchia osteria in prossimità di
Pesaro, a cui, non senza fondati timori, si accinge a ritornare.
In queste ore insonni Pandolfo, in preda a comprensibili paure e
incertezze, rievoca il suo trascorso con le considerazioni del
presente. È un'idea felicissima, questa, perché in questo modo si
mette alla luce una vena malinconica, che ravviva l'opera,
avvicinando il protagonista al lettore. Questo grande uomo, che ha
servito gli Sforza, i Medici e i Gonzaga, e che dunque nella sua
carriera è arrivato a vertici elevati, ora è diventato pauroso,
incerto, perché teme che quell'invito a rientrare sia una trappola
(e infatti lo sarà). Nondimeno è consapevole che la vita è una
parabola e che lui è ormai è nella fase discendente, in cui le
glorie trascorse si appannano, in cui sorgono rimpianti; la sua
coerenza forse vacilla, ma deve andare, costi quel che costi, perché
così è scritto nel libro del destino, perché in fondo ogni giorno
è buono per morire, purché non si tradisca se stessi. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Scritto
in modo elegante, con non sporadiche felici intuizioni, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Notte
all'Hostaria La Guercia</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> mi
colpì profondamente ed ebbi netta la sensazione di essere in
presenza di un capolavoro. L'edizione era vecchia e meritava
quindi di essere ripubblicata, e a ciò provvide la casa editrice
Agemina che, nell'occasione, fece un saggio e ponderato editing, che
impreziosì l'opera ulteriormente. Fu così che nell'autunno del 2008
uscì </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">1504
– Notte all'Hostaria La Guercia</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
che ritenni di prefare, tanto ero e sono convinto della validità
di questo romanzo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKiFHsPQKmQgrxxOs_Cok837TAKfuaab4RhTQxAyYkHrVm1JWjCorPDSK-6px9MGxU13JFP1awvyrHpdILhnke6NXMJk0pd2HBOL76NSu74HPtdN_3NTmjEAsEGa-pCWJk-j4hu5ttzsafzZy9Xff51FhNItFj6TTs9ok435O3GsEfI5nDZ1ZVrpNH/s585/1504%20Notte%20all'Hostaria%20La%20Guercia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="416" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKiFHsPQKmQgrxxOs_Cok837TAKfuaab4RhTQxAyYkHrVm1JWjCorPDSK-6px9MGxU13JFP1awvyrHpdILhnke6NXMJk0pd2HBOL76NSu74HPtdN_3NTmjEAsEGa-pCWJk-j4hu5ttzsafzZy9Xff51FhNItFj6TTs9ok435O3GsEfI5nDZ1ZVrpNH/s320/1504%20Notte%20all'Hostaria%20La%20Guercia.jpg" width="228" /></a></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><br /></span></span><p></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">A
distanza di tempo, pur sopite le emozioni provate nella lettura,
sottoscrivo in toto il contenuto della mia prefazione e
quindi il mio giudizio resta inalterato su quelle che sono le
qualità, notevoli, dell'opera, un vero e proprio capolavoro.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Tuttavia,
la nuova edizione non ebbe il successo che avrebbe meritato per
diverse ragioni, soprattutto per queste: le modeste possibilità
pubblicitarie di una piccola casa editrice, un mercato artefatto in
cui si tendono a imporre per lo più autori prefabbricati,
che scrivono solo il nulla per un popolo di lettori ormai asservito,
il silenzio, non certo casuale, di critici che sovente danno
l'impressione di avere accordi segreti con questo o quell'editore.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">C'è
tutta una casistica al riguardo e che vede sconosciuti e incapaci
scrittori ottenere riconoscimenti di pubblico e di critica per opere
che francamente sono quasi spazzatura e magari quelle che veramente
valgono passano inosservate, così come nel mercato finanziario la
moneta cattiva prevale su quella buona.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Tuttavia,
Valentino non ne soffrì in modo particolare, perché era contento
del giudizio anche di pochi, ma che per lui erano
considerati molto, e del resto non era nel suo carattere
abbattersi, ma proseguire, far conoscere ad altri i suoi romanzi nel
cassetto. Fu aiutato, in questo, dalle Edizioni Agemina, da Pina
Vicario che aveva per lui la stessa stima che avevo io.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqgtHKDwPmq9bwsMxWtBbf7bCxElGxhYLYVvtdLyvhY73gG1mWg5yVUizwaMhrfsEPZzjP3N7O_-37uBBW8-kMKrbzetbwIp_hcmCLlwSxZnGlfaOWECkJeObjnNWSYIiRvFS8MX9PJiAuMlNZQghZOsSZuJ2B6Bb0w19-MHMbjO80IdsNJXWrf2-A/s585/Confrontarsi%20con%20Karolina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="417" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqgtHKDwPmq9bwsMxWtBbf7bCxElGxhYLYVvtdLyvhY73gG1mWg5yVUizwaMhrfsEPZzjP3N7O_-37uBBW8-kMKrbzetbwIp_hcmCLlwSxZnGlfaOWECkJeObjnNWSYIiRvFS8MX9PJiAuMlNZQghZOsSZuJ2B6Bb0w19-MHMbjO80IdsNJXWrf2-A/s320/Confrontarsi%20con%20Karolina.jpg" width="228" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></span></span></span></span></p>Fu
così che nell'autunno del 2009 venne pubblicato </span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><i>Confrontarsi
con Karolina</i></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">,
un romanzo un po' atipico nella produzione di Rocchi, dalle tinte
gialle, e in un ambiente non rurale. Ciò nonostante il mio giudizio
fu confortante, nel senso che si trattava di un libro
piacevole da leggere e in fin dei conti di un'esperienza diversa che
l'autore aveva saputo interpretare con mano ferma e senza alterare le
sue radici artistiche.</span></span></span></span><p></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="font-variant-alternates: normal; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; text-align: left;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiviQo-IWC6vE4OAwuGZ5AxcKSEeDfHkxg7zsMUdbnsvHBxaKuinzXaI55HQvCleZYgT99SUzlcVPnCYJTAOuKQmJdkXLWIe7wGh7u-dhG0Wob1ZnHeHVtLHSZsPrI9CxvRzzd_P2saOlz_SrGP2blYQ-mR3ip3vpFvvuxqVRACyKxjsdcn5D1lVZDL/s585/Una%20storia%20a%20Castelvecchio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="397" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiviQo-IWC6vE4OAwuGZ5AxcKSEeDfHkxg7zsMUdbnsvHBxaKuinzXaI55HQvCleZYgT99SUzlcVPnCYJTAOuKQmJdkXLWIe7wGh7u-dhG0Wob1ZnHeHVtLHSZsPrI9CxvRzzd_P2saOlz_SrGP2blYQ-mR3ip3vpFvvuxqVRACyKxjsdcn5D1lVZDL/s320/Una%20storia%20a%20Castelvecchio.jpg" width="217" /></a></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDkYyO0OpV5aUHfmQbnN15xE4zXpm4Y7eFXFYYk4ygZZbvVk0JmvsdgLPJVzIPdrDkOCgx0VrVayVKqTqeOAGwigoUNhImQp57K_7uMeMWcnvhZY5g4MoJbzpYL2b00Nki3poPILRwesd46QCm0c_fVl3gof3EwPDZ-Gn_d94koqKx8GWTifqfFYxU/s585/Il%20pianoforte%20a%20coda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="398" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDkYyO0OpV5aUHfmQbnN15xE4zXpm4Y7eFXFYYk4ygZZbvVk0JmvsdgLPJVzIPdrDkOCgx0VrVayVKqTqeOAGwigoUNhImQp57K_7uMeMWcnvhZY5g4MoJbzpYL2b00Nki3poPILRwesd46QCm0c_fVl3gof3EwPDZ-Gn_d94koqKx8GWTifqfFYxU/s320/Il%20pianoforte%20a%20coda.jpg" width="218" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ciVl5-8nFTUsle_AwANimurQWror63T-E2o8lzYBK4tCRaCpM60lDdH2T2oJ-ETNy_s0e2cbsi3SOgdYbwkGd9Ia7-AkrJTwpsW6Gtg5qNznahT-IUJ-PHgq7EuT0l-GNluok1IW6tGBxlBmEqzT2Xuz98NCeTyLpYLh-47c1wY4GenpCcN5krTZ/s585/La%20padrona%20di%20Santa%20Maria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="425" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ciVl5-8nFTUsle_AwANimurQWror63T-E2o8lzYBK4tCRaCpM60lDdH2T2oJ-ETNy_s0e2cbsi3SOgdYbwkGd9Ia7-AkrJTwpsW6Gtg5qNznahT-IUJ-PHgq7EuT0l-GNluok1IW6tGBxlBmEqzT2Xuz98NCeTyLpYLh-47c1wY4GenpCcN5krTZ/s320/La%20padrona%20di%20Santa%20Maria.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br /></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Nel
frattempo Valentino mi aveva fatto avere tre suoi libri, pubblicati
da diverso tempo da altri editori: </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Una
storia a Castelvecchio</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
che è la storia di un'emancipazione femminile fra le due guerre, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
pianoforte a coda</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
storia di un bancario che cerca la libertà dedicandosi al commercio
ambulante e </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
padrona di Santa Maria</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
una vicenda di ribellione femminile allo stato di sudditanza imposto
in un passato non troppo lontano dall'altro sesso, accompagnato dalla
grettezza sovente presente nel mondo contadino. Sono tre romanzi
piacevoli da leggere, di buona qualità, ma ovviamente incomparabili
con </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">1504
– Notte all'Hostaria la Guercia</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
30 gennaio 2010 Valentino Rocchi, da tempo malato, veniva a
mancare ed è di pochi giorni prima l'uscita, per i tipi di Agemina,
di </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Giolina</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
uno fra i suoi romanzi nel cassetto di cui più mi aveva parlato. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4cS9yHCgPVU8i34YLtpiqiU8hAQnumEIUadN18TiAgFtyVQBddUo0RKeSJ6mpEueNCEHGiIhwWslT46Gd-2aQTxwhun044ZExaBRGGlqCH1H8MegvAdoCtGGQaWnUMEm6y5BG85SXm8SMZl1gXIcvOc6MkvMZQ3bq-3TMoHqBmPG12TywH-umoETY/s585/Giolina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="420" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4cS9yHCgPVU8i34YLtpiqiU8hAQnumEIUadN18TiAgFtyVQBddUo0RKeSJ6mpEueNCEHGiIhwWslT46Gd-2aQTxwhun044ZExaBRGGlqCH1H8MegvAdoCtGGQaWnUMEm6y5BG85SXm8SMZl1gXIcvOc6MkvMZQ3bq-3TMoHqBmPG12TywH-umoETY/s320/Giolina.jpg" width="230" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
qui ritorna uno dei suoi temi cari, quello dell'inferiorità
femminile, più accentuata nel mondo rurale. Da buon conoscitore di
questa realtà, Valentino è stato in effetti un cantore
della civiltà contadina, in cui miseria diffusa, grettezza,
superstizioni, avarizia e ingordigia si mescolavano in un
calderone che sembrava sempre pronto a scoppiare, ma che poi
sbuffando si quietava. Era l'immutabilità di una condizione che un
altro narratore, Ferdinando Camon, ha saputo descrivere così bene;
anche Rocchi guarda a quella società, composta per
lo più da miseri, con uno straordinario affetto, proprio di chi è
giustamente convinto che il tempo delle stagioni, che regola la vita
dei campi, sia l'unico per gli uomini, con quelle ore di lavoro che
vanno dal sorgere del sole al suo tramonto, una metafora della vita
che ogni giorno si rinnova. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Giolina</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> è
effettivamente un bel romanzo, con una trama avvincente e
convincente, e testimonia una volta di più che chi è legato alla
terra scrive della stessa.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sono
usciti poi, postumi, e sempre pubblicati da Agemina, due lavori con
temi completamente diversi: </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Menelicche</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> e </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">L'uomo
del cardinale.</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i></i></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilnlVoN2xAmIowd_DHSzobX_kO82ssQ8MOePV1h4JCFgIxwQHHlkLQhzKfRZ2haorz6WicTCL45xqtqFObcSCjJdNxiJrjkPY8r_XHo9DgnyLmbc6xD05onqSD-ultm_AL6taqUkSC-XjUPomsfMp8FD65vQmosZLPCJUQoVYQKaUUBO4dYW1C-2tF/s585/Menelicche.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="429" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilnlVoN2xAmIowd_DHSzobX_kO82ssQ8MOePV1h4JCFgIxwQHHlkLQhzKfRZ2haorz6WicTCL45xqtqFObcSCjJdNxiJrjkPY8r_XHo9DgnyLmbc6xD05onqSD-ultm_AL6taqUkSC-XjUPomsfMp8FD65vQmosZLPCJUQoVYQKaUUBO4dYW1C-2tF/s320/Menelicche.jpg" width="235" /></a></i></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></i></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
primo trae origine da una filastrocca e tratta delle insormontabili
barriere sociali, con l'amore fra una giovane ricca,
ma menomata, e un povero operaio di un cantiere navale. E'
quasi una favola, non a lieto fine, scritta in punta di penna,
con leggerezza e rispetto per gli sfortunati protagonisti, uno di
quei romanzi in cui i sentimenti sono espressi con pudore,
circostanza sempre più rara oggi, e in cui l'eterna lotta di classe
trova nel popolino, ignorante e invidioso, il maggiore inconscio
alleato del certo forte. All'inizio sembra una storia da
poco, ma poi, mano a mano si procede nella lettura, non si
possono non apprezzare descrizioni di paesaggi marini sfumate come in
un acquerello, caratterizzazioni precise e convincenti, una
malinconia diffusa che s'accompagna a una scorrevolezza frutto di uno
stile meditato e studiato.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"></span></span></span></span></span></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMZrJp2UbrLmYcrnoN5bWFZNEWaV1ddHuvnlXNSWIaN39nhw8kTG-zEAtKhayQWA8FJXA5of3na0KsruHBaiyR0i4xmla2RwinEg_RFci5qBzuAsdu5nU_lwTZlNQDYNc6ERo_Qwp5qlo435yKznwHJwzTHq_ShRc4nMcUbkJAZy2TynHsZeRMQyWh/s585/L'uomo%20del%20cardinale.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="585" data-original-width="437" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMZrJp2UbrLmYcrnoN5bWFZNEWaV1ddHuvnlXNSWIaN39nhw8kTG-zEAtKhayQWA8FJXA5of3na0KsruHBaiyR0i4xmla2RwinEg_RFci5qBzuAsdu5nU_lwTZlNQDYNc6ERo_Qwp5qlo435yKznwHJwzTHq_ShRc4nMcUbkJAZy2TynHsZeRMQyWh/s320/L'uomo%20del%20cardinale.jpg" width="239" /></a></span></span></span></div><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span><p></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Con </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">L'uomo
del cardinale</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> Rocchi
ritorna al romanzo storico, anzi in questo caso di ambientazione
storica, perché fra tanti personaggi che vi figurano e che sono
realmente esistiti il protagonista principale è di pura
fantasia. E come per </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">1504
– Notte all'Hostaria La Guercia</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> emergono
le migliori qualità dell'autore, tanto che il libro è veramente
stupendo, sia per la trama che per l'ambientazione, oltre
che per la morale dello stesso. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span>
</p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Mi
risulta che nei cassetti ci siano altre opere inedite, ma dubito che
possano vedere la luce del sole, ed è un peccato perché Valentino
Rocchi ha scritto tanto e in proporzione ha pubblicato
poco, ma quel poco non è paccottiglia, non sono inutili pagine da
leggere per ingannare il tempo mentre si fa un viaggio in treno. In
quelle righe, in quelle parole c'è tutto un mondo che si agita e che
si affaccia alla ribalta: la terra, fonte di vita, ma anche di
fatiche e di dolori, e chi la coltiva, figure di un mondo che mai più
ritornerà, ma che Valentino ci ha fatto conoscere e anche amare;
uomini d'arme e di penna, ombre ormai disperse nell'Ade e che grazie
ai suoi romanzi sono rinate, a insegnarci che, se tutto passa e va,
restano comunque valori imprescindibili, tali da sacrificare per essi
anche la vita. Fra l'ostinata coerenza di Pandolfo Collenuccio e
la ricerca del senso della vita di Antonio Bagno, l’uomo
del cardinale, non c'è nessuna differenza, sono entrambi personaggi
che vogliono conoscere se stessi, che scavano nel loro intimo
affinché l'esistenza non sia un semplice e inconsapevole passaggio
dall'alba al tramonto. Ma in mezzo a loro c'è anche
qualche cosa d'altro, che li avvicina e ce li addita come esempi: una
penna, la penna di Valentino Rocchi, mai dimentica di un aratro che
traccia il solco nella feconda terra e che lascia un segno,
indelebile, in chi ha letto i suoi libri.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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</p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-34769267301736888952023-05-16T07:42:00.003+02:002023-05-16T08:43:20.378+02:00MondoBlog del 16 maggio 2023<p> </p><p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://nugae11.wordpress.com/2023/04/29/cio-che-puoi-vedere/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Qualcosa
si riesce a vedere</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://letteratitudinenews.wordpress.com/2023/05/15/maddalena-vaglio-tanet-racconta-tornare-dal-bosco-marsilio/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>C'è
chi torna dal bosco</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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</p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-38974949893367020872023-04-24T10:21:00.000+02:002023-04-24T10:21:04.511+02:00XXV Aprile – Anniversario della Liberazione<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK9GehdN9_6qRco4LD0fDc022x8M-lXhPFq343dpQrmpNjc3q3jcNueWM9pgXkkGVMbjyAdImcM8WE9rp-aS3NJUL35O9y-AEASsZJP-6NpnZHO1yReIPiSQhJe0dvznQQ_7RNBhs2Ms_f11M_mayGAu3BELWhS3IMBkOx7nU2G3iyzY1sE9oAY4M1/s1200/Anniversario%20della%20liberazione.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="1200" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK9GehdN9_6qRco4LD0fDc022x8M-lXhPFq343dpQrmpNjc3q3jcNueWM9pgXkkGVMbjyAdImcM8WE9rp-aS3NJUL35O9y-AEASsZJP-6NpnZHO1yReIPiSQhJe0dvznQQ_7RNBhs2Ms_f11M_mayGAu3BELWhS3IMBkOx7nU2G3iyzY1sE9oAY4M1/s320/Anniversario%20della%20liberazione.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>25
aprile 1945 – 25 aprile 2006</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Renzo Montagnoli</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Domani
ricorre il 61°</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b> </b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">anniversario
della liberazione</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
una festa, specie negli ultimi anni, fonte di contrasti e di
diatribe ad opera di chi intende parificare, con identici
diritti e dignità, i partigiani e i fascisti.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Con
questa riflessione non intendo alimentare il fuoco che da sempre cova
sotto le ceneri, ma voglio evidenziare l'importanza, spesso
sconosciuta ai più, di questa festività.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sì,
indubbiamente si celebra la fine di una guerra tragica per il nostro
paese, soprattutto dopo l'8 settembre del 1943; si può considerare
altresì la liberazione dalla tirannia nazi-fascista e
anche come con essa prese l'avvio il processo di
democratizzazione del nostro paese.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Certo,
il 25 aprile è tutto questo, ma per me assume un significato ancora
più ampio, a suggello di quanto accaduto a seguito del raffazzonato
armistizio voluto da un re per salvare se stesso, sordo, come per il
passato, alla dignità dei suoi sudditi.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I
Savoia, con le guerre di indipendenza, con la spedizione dei mille e
con tutti altri episodi che videro gli allora cittadini dell'Italia
più spettatori che protagonisti, riuscirono a unificare sotto di sé
uno stato di notevole ampiezza, i cui abitanti erano simili più per
un'identità di linguaggio che per dei comuni interessi.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Insomma,
la famosa frase “Ora che abbiamo fatto l'Italia, dobbiamo fare gli
italiani.” aveva un senso logico del tutto riscontrabile
nella realtà.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">L'identità
nazionale non avvenne negli anni successivi, e nemmeno la prima
guerra mondiale la facilitò; a maggior ragione anche il fascismo non
riuscì a dare il suo contributo, poiché il senso d'orgoglio di
essere italiani non era nelle coscienze, ma veniva imposto
dall'alto.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Qualsiasi
stato ha qualche evento che ricorda la sua unità nazionale, come gli
Stati Uniti con la loro dichiarazione di indipendenza, come la
Francia, con la presa della Bastiglia, tutti fatti in cui i
partecipanti si ritrovarono ad avere comuni identità di vedute.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Per
quanto possa sembrar strano, la guerra civile, scoppiata
nel nostro paese dopo l'8 settembre del 1943, soprattutto con la
costituzione della vassalla Repubblica di Salò, finisce con il
costituire la nostra prova di nascita di un popolo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Le
quattro giornate di Napoli, altre rivolte meno note in Meridione, la
guerra partigiana al Nord, con il loro carico di dolore e di lacrime,
hanno finito idealmente con l'unire il povero bracciante
del Salento con il contadino vignaiolo dell'Astigiano,
emarginando chi voleva negare l'identità nazionale, in primis gli
invasori tedeschi, e poi i loro alleati repubblichini, miranti solo a
conservare privilegi del passato contro l'interesse di tutta la
collettività.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
non è un caso che fra i partigiani troviamo persone di diverse
ideologie politiche, mentre la stessa cosa non esiste nella
Repubblica Sociale Italiana:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">laddove c'era
un'unione di cittadini, mossi dallo stesso anelito di
libertà, nello staterello fascista si
ritrovarono invece solo quelli intenti a difendere uno status quo
precedente, e dunque per esclusivi interessi individuali.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sono
due concetti diversi di nazione che vengono a scontrarsi: l'uno volto
ad affermare una comunanza di obiettivi e di affinità, l'altro teso
a privilegiare il singolo sul collettivo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ecco
perché per me il 25 aprile è anche, soprattutto, la festa
dell'unione di un popolo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Siamo
a pochi giorni dalla conclusione delle elezioni che hanno
identificato una nazione divisa in due; c'è chi ne sta
approfittando, accentuando questa divisione, e in pratica minando le
fondamenta della nostra nazione.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Da
italiano dico a tutti gli italiani: non prestate orecchio, siamo uno
stesso popolo e quella divisione che così tanto viene evidenziata
è solo politica.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Abbiamo
una stessa cultura, una stessa storia, patrimoni indelebili,
costruiti spesso con il sangue; essi non verranno mai meno, non
avranno quella temporaneità propria dell'illusione politica.
Cerchiamo i punti di contatto, non quelli di divisione, pensiamo a un
unico futuro, mostriamo al mondo che non siamo solo un popolo unito
quando gioca la nazionale di calcio.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<h2 align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Qualcosa
in cui credere</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></h2>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Courier New, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b> </b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Ferdinando
Camon</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></h2>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><u><span style="font-weight: normal;">Quotidiani
locali del Gruppo "Espresso - Repubblica" 30 aprile
2012</span></u></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><u><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
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«C'è
troppa indisciplina nelle nostre famiglie, propongo che quando
entrano i genitori, i figli si alzino in piedi»: parole del primo
ministro inglese, David Cameron. Dice che manca il senso del dovere
in Inghilterra. Manca anche in Italia. In tutta la società: c'è
troppa sregolatezza dappertutto, casa, scuola, lavoro, Parlamento.
In casa manca il rispetto per i genitori, a scuola manca il rispetto
della cultura, in azienda e in ufficio manca il senso del lavoro, in
politica manca il senso dello Stato. Non vogliamo essere al servizio
di niente, vogliamo che tutto sia al nostro servizio. I
figli non obbediscono ai genitori, gli studenti irridono i professori
su YouTube, in Parlamento ogni partito cura le proprie casse e i
propri voti. Che i figli si alzino quando entrano i
genitori forse è troppo, ma che si alzino gli studenti quando
entrano i professori è giusto. Una volta era un dovere in tutte le
scuole, adesso c'è un certo lassismo. Alzandosi in piedi quando
entra il professore, gli studenti mostrano rispetto verso ciò che il
professore porta: oggi spiegherà un canto di Dante o la teoria di
Copernico, tornando a casa tu, studente, passi in mezzo a migliaia di
persone che quelle cose non le sanno, il tuo insegnante ti regala
qualcosa di prezioso, che cambia la tua vita. Mostrare rispetto
significa mostrare gratitudine. Anni fa il Centro-Destra
proponeva che prima delle lezioni gli studenti assistessero in
cortile all'alzabandiera, dritti sull'attenti. Non se ne fece nulla.
E come si poteva farne qualcosa, se un partito di quell'alleanza
proponeva di tuffare la bandiera nel cesso? E che, i nostri ragazzi
si mettono sull'attenti davanti al cesso?<br />
L'oltraggio alla
bandiera e al </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">25
aprile</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> sono
segni di decadenza. Andrebbero puniti. Il parlamentare che dice: “La
bandiera italiana mi fa schifo”, andrebbe espulso dal
Parlamento.<br />
C'è chi propone di abolire il valore legale della
laurea: i laureati si presentano ai concorsi tutti alla pari, a
prescindere dal punteggio con cui si sono laureati. E perché? Perché
ci sono università che regalano i voti, e università che
te li fan sudare. Ah, ma allora qui il problema non è nella laurea,
è nelle università. Fatele funzionare tutte, ma se io ho la laurea
con 110 e lode, pretendo che valga come tale. Il 110 e la lode sono
un merito, questa dev'essere la regola.<br />
Chi ha un ruolo
pubblico, non può sgarrare neanche nelle piccole cose. Va al
ristorante? Se lo paga. Va in vacanza? Se la paga. Ce la paghiamo
noi, che guadagniamo un decimo di lui, perché non se la paga
lui, che guadagna il decuplo? Se uno ti offre qualcosa, acquista il
diritto di chiederti qualcosa, e tu governatore (in questo caso,
della Lombardia) diventi ricattabile.<br />
Chi ha rubato non deve
soltanto smettere di rubare, deve anche restituire tutto quello
che ha rubato. C'era una vecchietta a Venezia, che si fingeva cieca e
tirava la pensione d'invalidità, lo Stato l'ha scoperta e adesso la
costringe a restituire tutti i soldi. Non li ha? Deve pagare,
o s'impicchi: le regole sono regole. Ma scusate, il figlio di
Bossi rubacchiava lo stipendio di consigliere regionale, 12 mila
euro al mese, non se lo meritava, lo ha riconosciuto e s'è
dimesso. Ma dove sono i soldi che ha intascato finora? Se
li tiene? Se lo Stato se li fa ridare, è uno Stato serio, se non se
li fa dare, è uno Stato-burletta.<br />
Burletta
richiama burlesque: noi disperati per la crisi, con i più
disperati che si suicidano, e il nostro ex-capo di governo
rievoca le serate con fanciulle discinte, impegnate in gare
di burlesque? Qualcuna era anche vestita da suora: lui
chiede i voti ai cattolici, e poi profana ciò in cui credono?<br />
Non
si salva niente, studio lavoro governo finanza tasse religione
bandiera… Se uno vuol salvarsi, vivere una vita che abbia una
dignità, al servizio di valori che la superino, deve trovarli da sé,
non nel pubblico ma nel privato, in famiglia. Per questo Cameron
pensa che bisogna salvare la famiglia, imporle una
disciplina. È che noi pensavamo la famiglia come regno dell'affetto,
non dell'autorità. Se dovessimo imporre l'autorità in famiglia,
perché fuori non ce n'è nessun'altra, sarebbe il danno più grave
che patiamo dalla nostra decadenza.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>La
Festa amara della Liberazione</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></h2>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><b>di</b></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b> </b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><b>Ferdinando
Camon</b></i></span></span></span></span></span></h2>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></h2>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><u><span style="font-weight: normal;">Quotidiani
locali del Gruppo "Espresso-Repubblica" </span></u></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><u><span style="font-weight: normal;">25
aprile</span></u></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><u><span style="font-weight: normal;"> 2013</span></u></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
<br />
<br />
Grande
giornata oggi: Festa della Liberazione. Grandissima per coloro
che ricordano come la Liberazione è avvenuta. Per tutti costoro
la domanda è: è questa l'Italia Liberata? È così che la
si aspettava? È stato realizzato l'ideale di coloro che
hanno combattuto e sono morti per liberare l'Italia? Guardando
l'Italia di oggi sarebbero contenti?<br />
No, non sarebbero contenti.
Avrebbero (hanno, quelli che sono ancora vivi) sorprese atroci.
Inutile girare alla larga ed evitare la sorpresa più amara: abbiamo
appena eletto il presidente della repubblica, e tra i candidati di un
partito assai votato dagli italiani c'era un volontario dei
repubblichini, i miliziani della Repubblica Sociale Italiana.
Partigiani e repubblichini erano i due fronti opposti. Gli uni
combattevano gli altri. La Repubblica Sociale era nata “dopo” la
nostra sconfitta militare, quand'era chiaro che la guerra era
perduta, i volontari che correvano ad arruolarsi nella RSI non
volevano vincere ma volevano (sono parole loro, il loro
programma) “morire come lupi”. Di fatto, i combattenti della RSI
sono stati cacciatori e fucilatori di partigiani. Forse non tutti. I
buoni ci sono dappertutto, anche tra i tedeschi di Marzabotto e
di Stazzema. Può darsi che questo volontario della RSI sia
personalmente incolpevole, ma se un nemico dei combattenti per la
Liberazione è oggi candidato alla presidenza della repubblica, vuol
dire che l'Italia non è nata sui progetti, le speranze, le attese
dei combattenti per la Liberazione.<br />
Certo, siamo liberi, e la
libertà è il primo e massimo bene sognato nei giorni della
Liberazione. Possiamo votare, studiare, lavorare, essere per il
governo o per l'opposizione, pretendere che i nostri diritti siano
rispettati, citare in processo chi li calpesta, mandare al parlamento
chi vogliamo. Ma tutti questi diritti sono attuati in
parte, e alcuni in minima parte. Non possiamo mandare al parlamento
quelli che vogliamo, ma solo quelli prescelti dai partiti. Dunque non
c'è pieno diritto elettorale. Non possiamo citare in processo chi ci
fa un torto civile o penale. La Giustizia ha costi enormi, e dunque
funziona per classi sociali. Ha tempi lunghissimi, e una giustizia
che si fa aspettare anni e anni è un'ingiustizia. Molti
cittadini, quando patiscono dei torti, si rassegnano senza reagire.
Dall'altra parte, quelli che fanno i torti, li fanno contando
sul fatto che saranno puniti molto tardi o addirittura mai. Il lavoro
oggi non c'è, i figli pesano sui padri anche a 40 anni o
vanno all'estero. Quelli che restano in patria, urtano contro un
ostacolo che chi ha liberato l'Italia non sospettava che avrebbe
avvelenato le nostre vite oggi: tu vuoi lavorare e sai lavorare e
lavori bene, ma il lavoro non si ottiene per merito, questa Italia è
costruita sulla negazione della meritocrazia. Non solo nei
settori privati ma anche nei concorsi statali, anche quelli più
delicati come l'università o la Giustizia. Chi ha combattuto per
liberare l'Italia, e aveva contro di sé nemici criminali che
facevano stragi di civili, contava sul fatto che, dopo la
Liberazione, i criminali sarebbero stati perseguitati e scoperti e
processati e condannati in tutta Europa. Purtroppo non è così.
L'Europa non è nata sull'espiazione delle colpe, ma sull'oblio
delle colpe. Non parlo in assoluto, non voglio fare
un'affermazione contestabile: sto dicendo che non tutte le colpe sono
state indagate, alcune, enormi e mostruose, sono state coscientemente
nascoste. A insabbiare la Giustizia hanno lavorato governi
europei, anche governi italiani. No, non è questa l'Italia che chi
ha fatto la Liberazione sognava. La Liberazione è stata una
Rivoluzione generale, che doveva far partire una catena di riforme.
La catena s'è bloccata. Ricordiamocelo, oggi.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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</p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #0070c0;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Ai
quindici di Piazzale Loreto </b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><b>di
Salvatore Quasimodo</b></i></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b><br />
</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ai
quindici di Piazzale Loreto.<br />
Esposito, Fiorani, Fogagnolo,<br />
Casiraghi,
chi siete? Voi nomi, ombre?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
Soncini,
Principato, spente epigrafi,<br />
voi, Del Riccio,
Temolo, Vertemati,<br />
Gasparini? Foglie d'un albero<br />
di
sangue, Galimberti, Ragni,
voi,<br />
Bravin, Mastrodomenico, Poletti?<br />
O caro
sangue nostro che non sporca<br />
la terra, sangue che inizia la
terra<br />
nell'ora dei moschetti. Sulle spalle<br />
le vostre piaghe
di piombo ci umiliano:<br />
troppo tempo passò. Ricade morte<br />
da
bocche funebri, chiedono morte<br />
le bandiere straniere sulle
porte<br />
ancora delle vostre case. Temono<br />
da voi la morte,
credendosi vivi.<br />
La nostra non è guardia di tristezza,<br />
non
è veglia di lacrime alle tombe:<br />
la morte non dà ombra quando è
vita.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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</p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Storia
dell'Italia partigiana Settembre 1943 – Maggio 1945 </b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">–
Giorgio Bocca - Mondadori - Pagg. 600 - ISBN 9788804430568 - Euro
11,40</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ne </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
repubblica di Mussolini</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> Giorgio
Bocca ha esaminato con grande spirito critico la realtà del
rinnovato partito fascista dopo l'8 settembre, non tralasciando
connessioni, accadimenti ed eventi della parte italiana antitetica
all'occupante tedesco e alla vassalla repubblica sociale.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">In
questo voluminoso ed esauriente testo, invece, l'autore rivolge la
sua attenzione al grande movimento partigiano non trascurando
raffronti con i suoi oppositori.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E'
un'opera di grande valore, perché condotta con rigore storico e in
grado di offrire a chi non era presente un quadro di ampio respiro e
aderente in modo plausibile alla realtà.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Si
potrà obiettare che Bocca è stato un partigiano, ma non si potrà
negare che l'affetto per questo grande moto popolare, pur emergendo
fra le righe, non esime l'autore dall'effettuare osservazioni,
dall'evidenziare aspetti ed elementi negativi, dando così la prova
di una valida imparzialità che è sempre caratteristica dominante
nelle sue opere.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Bocca,
infatti, riesce a fondere in modo ammirevole la passione
di ha partecipato in prima persona agli eventi con la
lucidità dello storico.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E'
così che l'armistizio dell'8 settembre, la liberazione di Roma, gli
scioperi di Milano, Torino e Genova, il proclama di Alexander,
l'epilogo dell'aprile 1945 con l'esecuzione di Mussolini rivivono
nell'ampia ricostruzione di una guerra di popolo che si manifestò ai
più svariati livelli e nei diversi censi.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Quel
cercare poi di comprendere le ragioni degli altri finisce con il
meglio delineare anche i motivi che indussero non pochi italiani a
preferire la dura realtà della macchia opponendosi prima
all'invasore tedesco e poi anche al suo alleato-subordinato fascista.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Come ne La </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Repubblica</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
Mussolini</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> la
storia assume nella trasposizione letteraria una trasformazione in
narrazione di eventi, precisi, puntuali, ma senza mai giungere a
stancare il lettore, con il risultato che si apprendono elementi
caratterizzanti di uno dei più importanti periodi della nostra
storia senza nessuna fatica, anzi con il piacere di scoprire pagina
dopo pagina un nostro passato ancor recente.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E'
inutile che dica che quest'opera è assolutamente imperdibile. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<br />
</p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif; font-size: x-small;"><i>Renzo Montagnoli</i></span></p>
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<br />
</p>
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<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">La
madre del partigiano </span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p>
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<b><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;">di
Gianni Rodari</span></span></span></span></span></span></b></p>
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<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<br />
<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sulla
neve bianca bianca<br />
c'è una macchia color vermiglio;<br />
è il
sangue, il sangue di mio figlio,<br />
morto per la libertà.<br />
Quando
il sole la neve scioglie<br />
un fiore rosso vedi spuntare:<br />
o tu
che passi, non lo strappare,<br />
è il fiore della libertà.<br />
Quando
scesero i partigiani<br />
a liberare le nostre case,<br />
sui monti
azzurri mio figlio rimase<br />
a far la guardia alla libertà.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<br />
</p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>La
messa dell'uomo disarmato </b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">-
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Luisito
Bianchi – Sironi - Pagg. 860 – ISBN88-518-0024-3 – Euro
19,00</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Confesso
che quando l'amico Remo Bassini mi ha parlato di questo
libro e anche del suo autore è sorta immediata una naturale
curiosità, cioè quella di conoscere che ne pensa un sacerdote, e
Luisito Bianchi lo è, di un fenomeno di assoluta rilevanza quale è
stata la Resistenza. A onor del vero, questo trepido
desiderio è rimasto un po' frenato quando, in possesso del
libro, mi sono accorto della sua mole. Al momento l'ho accantonato,
perché 860 pagine mi spaventavano, e così è rimasto per una
ventina di giorni sul comodino, quasi a vegliare la mia notte. Ogni
volta che mi coricavo buttavo un'occhiata e quel bel campo
di grano in copertina accresceva di più il senso di incertezza; poi,
una sera, non ho resistito e l'ho preso fra le mani,
ripromettendomi di iniziare con un paio di pagine. Se non avessi
guardato l'orologio avrei fatto l'alba, perché quei piccoli fogli di
carta fluivano fra le mia dita come le fresche acque di un
ruscello e la lettura, oltre che gratificante, risultava lieve. C'è
voluto il suo tempo, ma poi sono arrivato alla fine, non con un'aria
di trionfo, ma con il dispiacere che non vi fossero altre
pagine.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Questo
preambolo mi sembra doveroso, proprio per evidenziare il fatto che,
quando un'opera è di valore, non dobbiamo lasciarci influenzare
dalla sua dimensione ed è quindi un invito a leggere questo romanzo,
senza preconcetti, perché, al di là del suo elevato pregio. riesce
a infondere nell'animo un senso di serenità, una quiete interiore
sempre più difficile a trovarsi.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E'
stato anche definito un romanzo sulla Resistenza e in questo senso è
vero, perché ha saputo cogliere l'autentico significato di questo
periodo storico che prima ancora che un fatto bellico è stato un
evento umano, con quel ritrovamento di una dignità da tempo sepolta.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
messa dell'uomo disarmato non è però solo questo, ma molto di
più. E' un romanzo sulla vita cristiana, sul rapporto fra uomo e
natura, fra uomo ed Ente Superiore, sulle relazioni fra gli uomini.
La visione di Luisito Bianchi non è cattolica, ma cristiana,
nel senso che si è spogliato degli abiti talari quando si è accinto
a metter mano alla penna e così del suo ufficio è rimasta solo la
sostanza, quel continuo dialogo fra il razionale e il trascendentale
che può benissimo essere sintetizzato nella frase di
Franco, il narratore del romanzo: “</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Credi
in Dio? Non so, come una volta, ma</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">credo
alla Parola annichilita e risorta per dare un unico senso alla morte
e alla vita”.</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">L'origine
contadina dell'autore si riflette poi nell'amore viscerale per la
terra che permea tutto il libro, quella terra da coltivare con mani
amorevoli, quasi fosse un essere vivente, con i ritmi di vita propri
delle attività connesse e disancorati da quelli fissati dall'uomo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
terra è una grande madre a cui i figli attendono con i
lavori agricoli come pargoli che succhiano il latte dal seno e a cui,
alla fine di una vita, ritornano, per formare con essa un'unica
entità, in un ciclo costante che dura da millenni, in una simbiosi
che da un senso a tutta l'esistenza.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
messa dell'uomo disarmato è anche il romanzo della pietà, non
una pietà di comodo, ma quel gesto amorevole che deriva da una
radicata umanità.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
così anche le tragiche pagine centrali del volume, quelle che
parlano degli anni della resistenza, con tutti gli episodi di scontri
bellici, di eccidi, di bestialità, finiscono con il diventare un
messaggio di pace di rara bellezza ed efficacia.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Questo
romanzo ha tanti personaggi, talmente vivi che sembra di vederli, e
questo nonostante manchino le classiche descrizioni, perché per
delineare le figure Bianchi si avvale delle loro azioni.
L'autore non dimostra una spiccata preferenzialità per l'uno o per
l'altro, però un po' più di attenzione c'è per i poveri e puri di
cuore. Personaggi come Balilla, Giuliano e, soprattutto, Rondine sono
di struggente bellezza, entrano nel lettore in punta di piedi e non
escono più dal suo cuore.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Aggiungo,
poi, che ci sono pagine in cui la capacità poetica di Bianchi si
esprime ai massimi livelli: “</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Come al solito,
quel lunedì 26 luglio 1943 l'avemaria suonò alle cinque e mezzo,
saltellò sui tetti delle case, s'incontrò con la mano di porporina
dorata che il sole s'era affrettato a pennellare sulle cime degli
alberi,…”.</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
di periodi come questo, di una dolcezza senza pari, ce ne sono altri,
ma non sono un esercizio di stile, in quanto funzionali al massimo
alla vicenda.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Bianchi
ha scritto tante pagine, ma non ha usato una parola più del
necessario, e anche se la prima parte può sembrare troppo lunga e
l'ultima troppo breve, quasi affrettata, restando il corposo nucleo
centrale l'essenza vitale del romanzo, sono dell'opinione che
l'autore abbia agito per il meglio, componendo la sua opera come un
grande concerto di musica sinfonica, dove il preludio è
l'indispensabile base per comprendere il tutto e la fine è la
naturale risposta a tanti perché.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
messa dell'uomo disarmato, secondo il mio giudizio, è un romanzo di
una bellezza sublime, un autentico e raro capolavoro come pochi se ne
trovano nella letteratura mondiale. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Renzo
Montagnoli</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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</p><br /><p></p><p></p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-13158872895460379722023-04-24T10:14:00.001+02:002023-04-24T10:14:19.755+02:00MondoBlog del 24 aprile 2023<p> </p><p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
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su, in cima</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-74694741056537467702023-03-24T05:33:00.001+01:002023-03-24T05:33:47.129+01:00Mario Rigoni Stern. Le stagioni di un uomo<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulA9PJX8Ge-DnruPHNMUUVyLUhFrfVpumkckbtdXyILRqJNBZXUhSkvCUGGPxEZIi6fDZ5GJEVc2l_dv51TW9x-zHGrWdJX9kgT5iFl0I5N9f8piaMhXE6cOB2QLMaLscxPV87vkPTQlRmAsEG5yK9wmZLJSRGUhJXyDCOjYNdvcNHeae2UJ-b0vj/s800/Mario%20Rigoni%20Stern.%20Le%20stagioni%20di%20un%20uomo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="503" data-original-width="800" height="201" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiulA9PJX8Ge-DnruPHNMUUVyLUhFrfVpumkckbtdXyILRqJNBZXUhSkvCUGGPxEZIi6fDZ5GJEVc2l_dv51TW9x-zHGrWdJX9kgT5iFl0I5N9f8piaMhXE6cOB2QLMaLscxPV87vkPTQlRmAsEG5yK9wmZLJSRGUhJXyDCOjYNdvcNHeae2UJ-b0vj/s320/Mario%20Rigoni%20Stern.%20Le%20stagioni%20di%20un%20uomo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p></p><p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: blue;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Mario
Rigoni Stern. Le stagioni di un uomo</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> <span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>d</b></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>i Renzo
Montagnoli</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span><span style="text-align: left;"> </span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">1°
Novembre 1921 – 16 giugno 2008.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sono
queste due date che nel registro del tempo identificano la nascita e
la morte di uno dei più grandi narratori che abbia avuto il nostro
paese.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Mario
Rigoni Stern ha vissuto in questo periodo le stagioni della natura e
quelle dell'uomo, così simili tranne per il fatto che prime si
ripetono, mentre le altre rappresentano la parabola dell'esistenza.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Mai
come in lui si è potuto riscontrare l'identità fra uomo e natura,
mai come in lui i romanzi e i racconti sono stati una lunga, attenta
e riflessiva autobiografia.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Profondamente
legato alla sua terra natia, a quell'altopiano dei Sette
Comuni a cui pervennero i suoi avi Cimbri molti secoli fa, ne è
stato il cantore e l'araldo, lo storico popolare e il consacratore
delle tradizioni.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Eppure
nella sua infanzia nulla lasciava presagire questa naturale
inclinazione per la narrativa, ma certi talenti hanno bisogno di
qualche elemento catalizzatore per potersi rivelare e nel giovane
Stern questo è stato rappresentato dalla guerra, a cui aderì
volontariamente, sotto l'influsso di una martellante propaganda del
regime che gli fece credere che fosse il destino di ogni uomo e, nel
caso specifico, la vocazione di un popolo forte, guerriero,
addestrato e istruito per la gloria di una nazione che rivendicava le
tradizioni dell'antico impero romano.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Combatté
così nel battaglione Vestone della divisione Tridentina
prima ai confini con la Francia, poi in Albania, in Grecia e in
Russia. A ogni teatro di guerra, pur non lesinando gli sforzi per
compiere il suo dovere, quelle certezze infuse dalla retorica
cominciarono a incrinarsi di fronte alla brutalità del conflitto,
alla nostra inadeguata preparazione e, soprattutto, al pensiero che
un uomo contro un altro uomo non esalta le sue qualità, ma le
deprime, le svilisce.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Per
quanto nella campagna di Russia riuscisse a meritare una medaglia
d'argento al valor militare, questa sua trasformazione da
indottrinato a uomo di libero pensiero ebbe il suo compimento proprio
nel corso della drammatica ritirata, raccontata in modo sorprendente
per capacità di analisi e per partecipazione emozionale e per scopi
non solo di memoria, ma anche pacifisti.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Nelle
rigide temperature della steppa, in mezzo alle tormente di neve, fra
un combattimento e l'altro per aprire la via che riporta a casa
sbocciò un Mario Rigoni Stern rinnovato, al punto che in epoca
successiva ebbe a dire queste parole:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
momento culminante della mia vita non è stato quando ho vinto premi
letterari, o ho scritto libri, ma quando la notte dal 15 al 16 sono
partito da qui sul Don con 70 alpini e ho camminato verso occidente
per arrivare a casa, e sono riuscito a sganciarmi dal mio caposaldo
senza perdere un uomo, e riuscire a partire dalla prima linea
organizzando lo sganciamento, quello è stato il capolavoro della mia
vita...</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #186c8b;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">“.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Riuscì
a tornare, ma non con tutti i suoi settanta alpini, sempre impressi
nella sua memoria, compagni di sventura che poi riunì in un
commovente abbraccio in un romanzo di notevole bellezza.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Dopo
un periodo di prigionia nei lager tedeschi, terminata la guerra,
s'impiegò al catasto di Asiago, si sposò ed ebbe tre figli. Nel
frattempo decise di raccontare la sua esperienza di quella drammatica
ritirata e nacque così uno dei suoi capolavori, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
sergente nella neve, </span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
venne pubblicato nel 1953 grazie all'interessamento di Elio
Vittorini, da lui conosciuto due anni prima.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Questo
romanzo non è semplicemente il frutto di un'esperienza vissuta
personalmente, non è cioè la cronistoria di un evento occorso
all'autore, ma per la capacità di analisi, di estrapolazione dei
fatti e per il messaggio pacifista che ne emerge raggiunge vette di
universalità su tematiche di interesse generale che lo rendono
un'opera di ampia e rilevante completezza.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">L'autore
ha saputo ricreare l'atmosfera in modo tale che il coinvolgimento è
totale; si legge, e poco a poco si è presenti al caposaldo, ci si
trova intorno al tagliere con la polenta di segale, si vivono le
pericolose ore dello sganciamento, e infine si cammina, si combatte,
si patisce la fame, si soffre il freddo, si prova l'angoscia della
lunga ritirata.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Già
questo è molto, ma </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
sergente nella neve</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> è
assai di più, è un'opera dove è sempre presente la natura,
ammirata anche quando è inclemente e con pagine in cui si respirano
lo sgomento e l'attrazione per la grandezza nell'universo, ed è
inoltre un'ode sommessa a una virtù ormai purtroppo desueta, la
pietà.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Così,
fra un combattimento e l'altro, descritti magistralmente, c'è il
tempo per le riflessioni di fatti appena accaduti e che nel
trascorrere del tempo (l'opera verrà ultimata qualche
anno dopo quel tragico 1943) si sfumano per scoprirne gli aspetti più
reconditi. E' il caso del pasto consumato in un'isba insieme a dei
soldati russi, in una pausa della battaglia di Nikolajewka. Al
riguardo la riflessione di Stern è quanto semplice ed efficace:
“</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">In
quell'isba si era creata tra me e i soldati russi, e le donne e i
bambini un'armonia che non era un armistizio. Era qualcosa di molto
di più del rispetto che gli animali della foresta hanno l'uno per
l'altro.</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Una
volta tanto le circostanze avevano portato degli uomini a saper
restare uomini.”</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">C'è
tutto il senso della pietà, prima per se stessi e poi per gli altri,
c'è quella comprensione della propria e dell'altrui debolezza, c'è
una ritrovata umanità che supera ogni barriera e confine.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E'
un grandissimo messaggio di pace di un uomo che, partito volontario
per la guerra, ne ritornerà maturato, ma soprattutto consapevole
dell'autentica dignità di ogni essere umano.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Quello
che poi sorprende in questo primo romanzo è la capacità di prosa
poetica che ha l'autore, con quelle descrizioni brevi, ma ispirate,
del firmamento, del Don, della pianura ghiacciata. Sono stacchi che
non sono avulsi dalla narrazione, ma che si innestano nella stessa in
modo preciso e solo quando serve, a riprova di un'esperienza
professionale innata.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Al
riguardo Rigoni Stern si supera nelle ultime pagine con quella
ritrovata serenità nel caldo di un'isba e con le ragazze russe che
filano la canapa cantando le loro canzoni popolari.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Nonostante
il successo, occorsero ben nove anni prima che Rigoni Stern vedesse
pubblicato un altro suo libro, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
bosco degli urogalli, </span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">una raccolta
di racconti, per lo più imperniati sulla caccia, in cui il contatto
dell'uomo con la natura diventa centralità e di fatto dà
vita a un filone di grande pregio in cui
l'autore asiaghese diventerà insuperabile. La lunga
marcia sulla neve per avvicinarsi alle prede, il silenzio dei monti
nel freddo dell'alba, i boschi in cui si svolge la contesa donano un
tocco di magia grazie a una vera e propria prosa poetica e danno
l'idea di un ritorno dell'uomo alle origini, quando era in armonia
con la natura.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Anche
questo libro fu un successo, ma non ne seguirono subito altri,
soprattutto perché il lavoro impegnava e fu solo nel 1970, quando
lasciò l'occupazione, che poté dedicarsi a tempo pieno all'attività
di scrittore.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Nascono
così nel 1971 </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Quota
Albania</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
sulla sua esperienza bellica, e nel 1973 </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ritorno
sul Don</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
in cui in parte completa la narrazione della campagna di Russia e in
parte racconta un viaggio in quelle terre che videro la drammatica
ritirata, effettuato però una trentina di anni dopo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sono
buoni libri, ma non ripetono qualitativamente </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
sergente nella neve </span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
bosco degli urogalli.</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Bisognerà
attendere ancora cinque anni, il 1978, quando uscirà un altro
capolavoro, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Storia
di Tönle</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
premiato con il Campiello e con il Bagutta.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E'
un nuovo filone, quello della memoria, delle origini della sua gente
di Asiago, una comunità che in Stern assurge al valore di unica e
autentica patria.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Tönle Bintarn è
un contadino, un pastore, un contrabbandiere per necessità che per
sfuggire a una condanna vaga per tutta l'Europa austro-ungarica,
adattandosi a fare a qualsiasi lavoro, ma sempre con la speranza di
tornare, l'unica vera forza che lo sostiene nonostante le fatiche e
le privazioni. Questo piccolo grande uomo è legato inscindibilmente
alla sua terra, all'alternarsi delle stagioni sia della natura che
della vita. Non c'è evento che possa fermarlo, non c'è nulla che
possa dissuaderlo, perché lui è ed esiste solo in funzione di
quella piccola patria fra i monti.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ritornerà,
subirà i contraccolpi della Grande Guerra e della Strafenspedition,
di cui sarà vittima senza che ci siano carnefici. La violenza di un
conflitto non lo ferma, sempre va, sempre resiste, per poter tornare
a quei luoghi a lui indissolubilmente legati e che sarà costretto a
vedere distrutti, profanati dalla malvagità degli uomini.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">In
lui non c'è odio, ma solo tristezza e come in una storia
dove c'è sempre un inizio e una fine, Tönle Bintarn sa
quando tirarsi da parte e comprendere che per lui è arrivata
l'ultima stagione.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E'
un romanzo di rara e stupefacente bellezza, un omaggio di Stern alla
sua gente e che verrà degnamente completato nel 1985 da </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">L'anno
della vittoria</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
che racconta invece del ritorno della comunità ai suoi luoghi natii,
dopo essere stata costretta a lasciare l'altopiano ed Asiago a
seguito dell'attacco austriaco.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sono
pagine di intensa commozione, con donne, vecchi e bambini, che, a
guerra finita, s'incamminano per raggiungere le loro vecchie case,
che troveranno distrutte in uno sconvolgimento che interessa anche i
prati, i boschi, le sommità dei loro monti, al punto da faticare a
riconoscerli. E poi ci sono trincee, proiettili inesplosi e tanti,
tanti, troppi morti insepolti.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I
giorni sono difficili, senza più un tetto, senza forse un futuro, ma
la comunità viene prima di tutto e a poco a poco si ricompattano, si
aiutano, si danno da fare, riacquistano quella dignità di uomini
liberi e di popolo che la diaspora sembrava aver soffocato.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E'
gente mite, laboriosa, il cui contatto continuo con la natura è
un'inderogabile necessità; non saranno molti quelli istruiti, ma
tanto hanno da insegnare a tutti, noi compresi, come il simpatico
vecchietto Tana che, durante un'escursione con due compaesani, si
imbatte nei resti di un accampamento austriaco, al centro del quale
troneggia una forca.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
sua osservazione al riguardo è di una logica ferrea ed estremamente
umana: “ Da noi li fucilavano, qui li impiccavano. E invece la loro
colpa era di aver avuto paura e di voler vivere.”.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E'
un pacifismo che viene dall'animo, senza retorica, come molte altre
pagine di questo stupendo libro.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
storia di Tönle</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> è
un romanzo sull'uomo, sul suo innato sentimento per la terra dove è
nato e vissuto, sulla nostalgia che prevale su ogni evento e che fa
della battaglia per il ritorno a casa un inno al concetto di patria
come luogo dei propri affetti.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">L'anno
della vittoria</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> è
invece un'opera corale, dove uomini come Tönle, riuniti,
esaltano il concetto di comunità, di identiche radici,
indissolubili, inalienabili, tali da superare ogni difficoltà purché
sempre solidali, in un'unica grande famiglia per cui vale la pena di
vivere e di lottare.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Successivamente,
nel 1986, esce </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Amore
di confine</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
una raccolta di quarantaquattro racconti, del tutto autobiografici,
che rinsaldano il concetto di comunità. Nella varietà delle trame,
nell'apparente semplicità dello stile dello scrittore che, fra le
sue caratteristiche, ha una propensione colloquiale che induce il
lettore a pendere dalle sue labbra, anche questo libro riveste
caratteristiche qualitative di indubbio elevato livello.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Occorrerà
però attendere ancora qualche anno per vedere un altro capolavoro.
Nel frattempo Stern scrive un libro un po'
particolare, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Arboreto salvatico</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
ricco di annotazioni botaniche, ma non tanto da costituire un testo
specializzato e quindi essere di poco agevole lettura; ogni tanto ci
sono richiami a fatti di cui l'autore è stato protagonista o
testimone che impreziosiscono l'opera, così come i richiami a quanto
altri hanno scritto della natura, come nelle commoventi ultime
pagine, dedicate al ciliegio. C'è così la visione di una vecchia
casa contadina, vuota e abbandonata, ora posta in vendita per
costruire un condominio per i villeggianti, così che il vecchio
ciliegio che nei pressi vi dimora da tantissimi anni e che porta le
ferite della prima guerra mondiale sarà inesorabilmente abbattuto.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Nell'autore
c'è l'autentico sincero dolore di Ljubov Andreevna quando
è costretta a vendere i suoi amati alberi nel </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Giardino
dei ciliegi</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> di
Cechov.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Mio
caro, dolce, meraviglioso giardino…Vita mia, giovinezza mia,
felicità mia. Addio!...Addio.” </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Con
il ciliegio di Asiago che verrà abbattuto se ne va un amico, un
testimone e protagonista di gioventù, se ne vanno ricordi, emozioni
passate, se ne va un pezzo dell'autore.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Per
quanto opera minore, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Arboreto salvatico</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> resta
un testo di assai piacevole lettura e in cui sono presenti tutte le
caratteristiche di Rigoni Stern, ma soprattutto quella indispensabile
perfetta unione dell'uomo con la natura.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Nel
1995 esce </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Le
stagioni di Giacomo</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">,
premio Grinzane Cavour, il capolavoro di cui accennavo
prima.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E'
un romanzo struggente su una gioventù che non poté conoscere le
gioie della vita tipiche della sua età, su un mondo di miseria e di
fame in cui tuttavia fiorivano la solidarietà e il mutuo soccorso,
su un fascismo retorico e tronfio che non solo non permise a tanti, a
troppi di vivere dignitosamente, ma che sacrificò inutilmente in una
guerra non sentita proprio quei figli che avrebbero dovuto
rappresentare l'avvenire.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Giacomo,
l'amico di Mario Rigoni Stern, non può essere bambino, ma si deve
adattare a qualsiasi lavoro pur di sopravvivere. Così segue le orme
del padre diventando un recuperante, cioè raccogliendo quanto di
bellico è rimasto sull'altopiano. E' un lavoro duro, pericoloso e
anche poco remunerato, ma è l'unico possibile, perché il regime,
nonostante le promesse, non è in grado di creare nuove occasioni di
occupazione, se non per periodi limitati e sempre legati al suo mondo
irreale dove conta solo l'apparenza.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Giacomo
è la tipica figura del ragazzo diventato troppo presto uomo, ma che,
nonostante le avversità, riesce a cogliere i valori della vita, con
quel senso di umiltà che è proprio di chi è povero di beni
materiali, ma ricco d'animo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Conoscerà
anche l'amore, un sentimento delicato delineato in modo magistrale,
una storia che non potrà aver seguito, perché la tempesta della
guerra non restituirà il protagonista al suo altopiano.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Questo
è un romanzo che dovrebbe entrare di diritto nei programmi
scolastici, affinché i giovani di oggi abbiano quella memoria di un
passato ancor recente che a loro è stata preclusa da un insensato
sistema che promette un inarrivabile benessere di tipo solo
materiale.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Come
al solito stupisce lo stile di Mario Rigoni Stern, quella capacità
di narrare come se fosse davanti al lettore e con pacatezza gli
raccontasse la vita di questo suo grande amico.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Le
stagioni di Giacomo si concludono con il gelido inverno della
campagna di Russia.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Successivamente
usciranno altri libri di racconti, tutti di buon livello,
come </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sentieri
sotto la neve</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Inverni
lontani</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Tra
due guerre e altre storie</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">L'ultima
partita a carte</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Aspettando
l'alba e altri racconti</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">I
racconti di guerra, </span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">libri
di sicuro interesse e di piacevole lettura, ma che non possono essere
definiti dei capolavori, per quanto perfettamente inseriti nel ciclo
letterario dell'autore.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Rigoni
Stern è da tanto che scrive, gli anni cominciano a passare, i
ricordi poco a poco prendono il sopravvento sul presente. Non si è
inaridita la vena creativa, ma non riesce a cogliere qualche cosa di
nuovo. E' forse tempo di bilanci, di riflessioni su ciò che si è
fatto e su quello che invece si è dimenticato, o ci è stato
impossibile fare.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
talento e la creatività hanno un ultimo guizzo in un'opera di
sublime bellezza e così nel 2006 esce </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Stagioni.</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Questo
volume infatti parla di stagioni, sempre uguali nel loro
avvicendarsi e pure sempre così diverse.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ma
non si tratta solo dei periodi dell'anno, bensì anche di quelli di
una vita e in questi riemergono i ricordi dei predecessori che già
vissero quelle stagioni.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Mario
Rigoni Stern ci offre un'opera straordinaria, frutto di esperienza di
vita, di profondo rispetto e amore per la natura.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Le
sue parole scendono sulla carta svolazzando come fiocchi di neve, le
osservazioni, le memorie si accavallano, dando luogo a una narrazione
in apparenza discontinua, ma che finisce con l'avvincere in modo
inequivocabile.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">L'autore
comincia con l'inverno (</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sono
nato alle soglie dell'inverno, in montagna, e la neve ha accompagnato
la mia vita</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">)
e la neve è lo sfondo di scenari che si avvicendano, fra il presente
del bosco e il passato della drammatica campagna di Russia, emblemi
della natura e della violenza dell'uomo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Gli
eventi del tempo trascorso sono giustamente mediati, quasi un
intermezzo del presente, invece vivo, vitale, emergente dalle pagine
con il profumo dell'aria, i richiami degli animali, lo scenario che
prende corpo e che idealmente sembra che compaia di fronte agli
occhi.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ecco,
questa capacità di trasmettere, di dare vita a immagini che toccano
tutti i sensi è semplicemente sbalorditiva e suscita un'emozione che
cresce pagina dopo pagina.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Dopo
l'inverno viene la primavera ( </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sensi
e fantasia ti aiutano a scoprire la primavera del bosco, che è
misteriosa, segreta, viva</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">),
con l'odore fresco dell'erba bagnata, con i trilli delle allodole,
con il risveglio di tutta la natura, ma anche con il percorso nel
bosco dello scampato al lager tedesco, l'inizio esaltante della
ritrovata libertà; i ricordi in una stagione viva sono più numerosi
e così si passa da una visita a Versailles durante il crepuscolo
alla figura del nonno adorato, che fumava i sigari Virginia e che ora
riposa con i suoi vecchi compagni “</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">nati
sotto Francesco Giuseppe e morti sotto Vittorio Emanuele</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">”.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">L'estate
ha le sue caratteristiche (</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">L'estate
in montagna è sempre breve; anche la notte estiva è breve a
rinfrescare l'aria; la luna calante e il crepuscolo dell'alba, con le
due diverse tonalità, creano una luce sparsa sulle cime e nell'alta
valle, ma dentro il bosco la notte ancora non si dissolve.</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">),
con le femmine del cervo che si appartano per dare alla luce i
piccoli e con il taglio rituale del bosco, ma anche con memorie più
estive, come la storia di Nello del Dosso o le vacanze nel Salento, o
in Croazia.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
infine arriva l'autunno (</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Le
foglie degli aceri montani hanno preso la luce dall'ambra e la brezza
del mattino le stacca dai rami, adagiandole al suolo</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">).</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
sottobosco è rigoglioso ed è la stagione buona per la caccia,
magari per una battuta a Naturno, quasi un rito di origini
antiche; ma è anche un'ultima stagione, con il toccante episodio
dello zio Arrigo che, ormai molto anziano, si trascina faticosamente
sull'altipiano a rivedere i luoghi dove ha combattuto durante la
prima guerra mondiale, a rievocare e a risentire l'incombenza della
morte, quasi il tentativo di esorcizzarla ora che per lui la vita
volge al termine. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">A
questa stagione si accompagna una dolce malinconia e il libro si
chiude, così com'era iniziato, con le avvisaglie di neve, un
perpetuarsi di stagioni, di nascite e di morti, un infinito ciclo
vitale.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Leggere
questo libro è come scrutare dentro l'anima dell'autore, riscoprire
con lui i valori di un'esistenza semplice, in perfetta sintonia con
la natura.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Non
c'è una pagina che sia inferiore all'altra e tutto è in perfetto
equilibrio, come la vita di un uomo che è in pace con tutto e con se
stesso.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Stagioni</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> è
stato il canto del cigno, il messaggio finale che compendia tutta
l'opera di un autore fecondo che ha lasciato una traccia indelebile
nella letteratura.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Poi
è venuta la malattia e l'ultima stagione si è avviata alla
conclusione.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Mi
sarebbe piaciuto conoscere di persona Mario Rigoni Stern, sarebbe
stato un mio grande desiderio sedermi davanti a lui e guardarlo negli
occhi.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sono
sicuro che avrei potuto vedere Giacomo che con suo padre va
alla ricerca di residuati bellici su un altopiano ancora sconvolto
dalla guerra, fra trincee appena celate dalla natura che lenta
riprende il suo posto. E poi si sarebbero susseguite altre immagini,
come il ritorno degli sfollati in un' Asiago completamente
distrutta, il loro iniziale scoramento, ma poi la volontà di
ricominciare, tutti insieme, uniti come una grande famiglia, oppure
il sorriso del vecchio Tönle che continua a camminare
lungo le strade dell'impero austriaco per guadagnare qualche cosa per
sé e per i suoi, con il pensiero sempre rivolto alla sua terra. Né
avrebbe potuto mancare la figura dell'alpino Giuanin, che chiede
al sergente maggiore Mario Rigoni Stern “ </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sergentmagiù ghe rivarem a
baita?”</span></i></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sono
immagini vive, sempre presenti in me, perché l'autore le ha vissute
così intensamente da saperle trasmettere con le sue parole.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Mario
Rigoni Stern ha scritto della sua vita, ma ha saputo cogliere nel
particolare quell'essenza eterna che è propria di ogni uomo. Non c'è
finzione nei suoi libri, non c'è invenzione, ma solo una
realtà che l'ha toccato e che lui con la sua sensibilità è
riuscito a tradurre magistralmente in parole. Anche il fatto più
umile, quello che potrebbe essere quasi insignificante diventa così
“il fatto”, non un fatto, assurge a motivo di profonde
riflessioni, viene recepito come parte di noi, come evento che
potrebbe toccarci.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E'
forse questa la grandezza di questo autore, cioè questa capacità di
saper cogliere nel particolare tutto quello che può essere un
patrimonio comune, e lo fa con delicatezza, con accenti spesso
poetici, riuscendo a infondere, nonostante argomenti anche dolorosi,
una grande serenità, la stessa serenità che albergava nel suo
cuore.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E'
morto verso gli inizi dell'estate astronomica, ma a me piace pensare
che avrebbe desiderato incamminarsi in un bosco innevato, raggiungere
un bell'abete, sedersi appoggiando la schiena al tronco, nell'attesa
di quell'ultimo sonno che tanti soldati ha colto nella ritirata di
Russia.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Avrebbe
ascoltato il cinguettio di qualche uccello e il sospiro del vento fra
i rami e quando si sarebbe accorto che il corpo ormai gelido avrebbe
intorpidito anche i sensi, sono sicuro che avrebbe detto queste
ultime parole:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;">“</span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Giuanin,
sèma rivà a baita.”.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Fonti
e bibliografia:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #186c8b;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mario_Rigoni_Stern"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span lang="zxx"><u>Wikipedia</u></span></span></span></span></span></span></a><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<a href="http://www.infolibro.it/specialerigoni.htm"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span lang="zxx"><u>Infolibro</u></span></span></span></span></span></span></a><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<a href="http://www.cimbri7comuni.it/"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span lang="zxx"><u>De Tzimbar von Siben Komoinen (I
Cimbri dei Sette Comuni)</u></span></span></span></span></span></span></a><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #186c8b;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
sergente nella neve</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (1953) -
Premio Bancarellino 1963;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
bosco degli urogalli</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (1962);</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Quota
Albania</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (1971);</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ritorno
sul Don</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (1973);</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Storia
di Tönle </span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">(1978)
– Premio Campiello e Premio Bagutta;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Uomini,
boschi e api</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (1980);</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">L'anno
della vittoria</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (1985);</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Amore
di confine</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (1986);</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il
libro degli animali</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (1990);</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Arboreto salvatico</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (1991);</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Le
stagioni di Giacomo</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (1995)
– Premio Grinzane Cavour;</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sentieri
sotto la neve</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (1998);</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Inverni
lontani</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (1999);</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Tra
due guerre e altre storie</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (2000);</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">L'ultima
partita a carte</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (2002);</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Aspettando
l'alba e altri racconti</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (2004);</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">I
racconti di guerra</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (2006);</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="justify" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><i><span style="font-weight: normal;">Stagioni</span></i></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> (2006).</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
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</p><br /><p></p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-42064853364422766732023-03-24T05:29:00.004+01:002023-03-24T05:29:53.461+01:00MondoBlog del 24 marzo 2023<p> </p><p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;">
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://nugae11.wordpress.com/2023/03/21/crepitio-di-bulbi-2/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Il
rumore della crescita</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://letteratitudinenews.wordpress.com/2023/03/21/premio-strega-poesia-2023-i-titoli-proposti/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Premio
Strega Poesia</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="http://giovigiordy.blogspot.com/2023/03/illusioni-haiku.html"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Si
vive anche di illusioni</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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<p class="western" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0cm;"><span style="color: navy;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="https://cristinabove.com/2023/03/20/senza-ispirazione/"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Quando
manca...</b></span></span></span></a></u></span></span></p>
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</p>Renzo Montagnolihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18111188788483159286noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4453409592179560071.post-31947173368707804122023-02-14T06:46:00.008+01:002023-02-14T06:46:49.271+01:00Poesie San Valentino 2023<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieTl6ZxeB_s39W5j1gw3u7rg_KjnVy9JVAI2GYAkwTDiA_pfmkjkUhyO6xTl7AqGD2SUzPzvh8U0A354L8D9j991r6IrVeaVUa5hNnelPVvuOQqWoCGK0Fltu-bj7M2y1hdu76PjeorWS29LYKqzDVrp1zhJIuPWAsrOnvdNFBgNy49GtkKVwp_jsq/s640/Amo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="473" data-original-width="640" height="237" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieTl6ZxeB_s39W5j1gw3u7rg_KjnVy9JVAI2GYAkwTDiA_pfmkjkUhyO6xTl7AqGD2SUzPzvh8U0A354L8D9j991r6IrVeaVUa5hNnelPVvuOQqWoCGK0Fltu-bj7M2y1hdu76PjeorWS29LYKqzDVrp1zhJIuPWAsrOnvdNFBgNy49GtkKVwp_jsq/s320/Amo1.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<strong><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Abbandono</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></strong></p>
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<strong><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di Vincenzo
Cardarelli</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></strong></p>
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<strong><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></strong></p><p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">
Volata
sei, fuggita<br />
come una colomba<br />
e ti sei persa, là, verso
oriente.<br />
Ma son rimasti i luoghi che ti videro<br />
e l'ore
dei nostri incontri.<br />
Ore deserte,<br />
luoghi per me divenuti
un sepolcro<br />
a cui faccio la guardia.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="color: #0070c0;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Amore
a prima vista </b></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di </b></span></span></span></span><strong><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;">Wislawa Szymborska</span></span></span></span></span></strong></p>
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<strong><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;"> </span></span></span></span></strong></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="background: #ffffff;"> </span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sono
entrambi convinti<br />
che un sentimento improvviso li unì.<br />
E'
bella una tale certezza<br />
ma l'incertezza è più bella.<br />
Non
conoscendosi prima, credono<br />
che non sia mai successo nulla fra
loro.<br />
Ma che ne pensano le strade, le scale, i corridoi<br />
dove
da molto tempo potevano incrociarsi ?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
Vorrei
chiedere loro<br />
se non ricordano<br />
una volta un faccia a
faccia<br />
forse in una porta girevole ?<br />
uno scusi nella ressa
?<br />
un ha sbagliato numero nella cornetta ?<br />
ma conosco la
risposta.<br />
non ricordano.<br />
Li stupirebbe molto sapere<br />
che
già da parecchio<br />
il caso stava giocando con loro.<br />
Non
ancora del tutto pronto<br />
a mutarsi per loro in destino,<br />
li
avvicinava e allontanava,<br />
tagliava loro la strada<br />
e
soffocando un risolino<br />
si scansava con un salto.<br />
Vi furono
segni, segnali,<br />
che importa se indecifrabili.<br />
Forse tre
anni fa<br />
o il martedì scorso<br />
una fogliolina volò via<br />
da
una spalla a un'altra ?<br />
Qualcosa fu perduto e qualcosa fu
raccolto.<br />
Chissà, forse già la palla<br />
tra i cespugli
dell'infanzia ?<br />
Vi furono maniglie e campanelli<br />
su cui
anzitempo<br />
un tocco si posava su un tocco.<br />
Valigie accostate
nel deposito bagagli.<br />
Una notte, forse, lo stesso sogno,<br />
Subito
confuso al risveglio.<br />
Ogni inizio infatti<br />
è solo un
seguito<br />
e il libro degli eventi<br />
è sempre aperto a metà.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Amore</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Attilio Bertolucci</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.26cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.26cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">La
luna coronata di margherite<br />
ride nei vaghi occhi
infermi,<br />
caprioli d'argento<br />
scherzano nelle radure del
cielo.<br />
I fiori si macchiano di sangue...<br />
Oh lontana,
lontana, in questa notte,<br />
come una nave con le sue vele<br />
nel
mare scuro...</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
Ma
presto verrà il tempo<br />
arido e melodioso dei papaveri,<br />
e tu
sarai tornata<br />
già donna.<br />
La neve<br />
Come pesa la neve su
questi rami<br />
come pesano gli anni sulle spalle che ami.<br />
L'inverno
è la stagione più cara.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Anima
mia</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di Nazim Hikmet</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.35cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Anima
mia<br />
chiudi gli occhi<br />
piano piano<br />
e come s'affonda
nell'acqua<br />
immergiti nel sonno<br />
nuda e vestita di bianco<br />
il
più bello dei sogni<br />
ti accoglierà<br />
anima mia<br />
chiudi
gli occhi<br />
piano piano<br />
abbandonati come nell'arco delle
mie braccia<br />
nel tuo sonno non dimenticarmi<br />
chiudi gli occhi
pian piano<br />
i tuoi occhi marroni<br />
dove brucia una fiamma
verde<br />
anima mia.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.42cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Che
sta facendo adesso </b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di Nazim Hikmet</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0.42cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
Che
sta facendo adesso <br />
adesso, in questo momento? <br />
È
a casa? Per la strada? <br />
Al lavoro? In piedi?
Sdraiata?<br />
Forse sta alzando il braccio? <br />
Amor mio<br />
come
appare in quel movimento<br />
il polso bianco e rotondo! <br />
Che
sta facendo adesso <br />
adesso, in questo momento? <br />
Un
gattino sulle ginocchia <br />
lei lo accarezza.<br />
O forse sta
camminando <br />
ecco il piede che avanza. <br />
Oh i tuoi
piedi che mi son cari <br />
che mi camminano sull'anima <br />
che
illuminano i miei giorni bui! <br />
A che pensa?<br />
A me? o
forse... chi sa<br />
ai fagioli che non si cuociono.<br />
O forse si
domanda<br />
perché tanti sono infelici<br />
sulla terra.<br />
Che
sta facendo adesso<br />
Adesso, in questo momento?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Eleanor</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Hermann
Hesse</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Le
sere d'autunno mi ricordano te<br />
I boschi giacciono bui, il giorno
si scolora<br />
ai bordi dei colli in rosse aureole.<br />
In un
casolare vicino piange un bimbo.<br />
Il vento se ne va a passi
tardi<br />
attraverso i tronchi a raccogliere le ultime foglie.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Poi
sale, abituata ormai da lungo ai torbidi
sguardi,<br />
l'estranea solitaria falce di luna<br />
con la sua
mezza luce da terre sconosciute.<br />
Se ne va fredda, indifferente,
per il suo sentiero.<br />
La sua luce avvolge il bosco, il canneto,
lo stagno<br />
e il sentiero con pallido alone
melanconico.<br />
Anche d' inverno in notti senza
luce<br />
quando alle finestre vorticano danze di fiocchi<br />
e il
vento tempestoso, ho spesso l' impressione di guardarti.<br />
Il
piano intona con forza ingannevole<br />
e la tua profonda e cupa
voce di contralto<br />
mi parla al cuore. Tu la più crudele delle
belle donne.<br />
<br />
La mia mano afferra alle volte la
lampada<br />
e la sua luce tenue posa sulla larga
parete.<br />
Dalla antica cornice la tua immagine oscura
guarda<br />
mi conosce bene e mi sorride, stranamente.<br />
Ma io
ti bacio mani e capelli<br />
e sussurro il tuo nome.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Ho
sceso milioni di scale</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Eugenio Montale</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ho
sceso, dandoti il braccio, almeno un milione di scale<br />
e ora che
non ci sei è il vuoto ad ogni gradino.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Anche
così è stato breve il nostro lungo viaggio.<br />
Il mio dura
tuttora, né più mi occorrono<br />
le coincidenze, le
prenotazioni,<br />
le trappole, gli scorni di chi crede<br />
che la
realtà sia quella che si vede.<br />
<br />
Ho sceso milioni di
scale dandoti il braccio<br />
non già perché con quattr'occhi
forse si vede di più.<br />
Con te le ho scese perché sapevo che di
noi due<br />
le sole vere pupille, sebbene tanto offuscate erano
le tue.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<strong><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #006699;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>I
ragazzi che si amano</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></strong></p>
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<strong><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Jacques Prévert</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></strong></p>
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<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">I
ragazzi che si amano si baciano in piedi<br />
contro le porte della
notte<br />
e i passanti che passano li segnano a dito.<br />
Ma i
ragazzi che si amano<br />
non ci sono per nessuno<br />
ed è la loro
ombra soltanto<br />
che trema nella notte<br />
stimolando la rabbia
dei passanti<br />
la loro rabbia il loro disprezzo le risa la loro
invidia<br />
I ragazzi che si amano non ci sono per nessuno<br />
essi
sono altrove molto più lontano della notte<br />
molto più in alto
del giorno<br />
nell'abbagliante splendore del loro primo amore.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Idillio</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Vincenzo
Cardarelli</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span> </p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Per
una stradetta ombreggiata<br />
fra due muri di pietre
rugginose<br />
da cui spuntavano pampini<br />
soleggiati,<br />
vidi
un giorno, in Liguria,<br />
(oh incontro inatteso!)<br />
una
giovane contadina<br />
ritta sul limite del suo vigneto.<br />
Era la
via romita,<br />
l'ora estuosa.<br />
Mi guardò, mi sorrise,<br />
la
villanella.<br />
Ed io le dissi, accostandomi,<br />
parole che udivo
salire<br />
dal sangue,<br />
da tutto il mio essere, in lode<br />
di
sua bellezza.<br />
Sotto il rossore del volto
imperlato<br />
dall'interrotta fatica<br />
la bocca sua rideva
luminosa.<br />
Era scalza. Una scaglia<br />
d'argilla
dorata<br />
rivestiva i suoi piedi usi ai diurni<br />
lavacri della
fonte.<br />
Gli occhi, infocati e lustri,<br />
di gioventù
brillavano,<br />
solare e profonda.<br />
E dietro a lei,
così terrosa e splendida,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">l'ombre
cognite e fide<br />
della domestica vite<br />
parevan vigilarla.<br />
Tutto
era pace intorno<br />
e silenzio agreste.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #0070c0;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>La
regina</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Pablo Neruda</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Io
ti ho nominato regina.<br />
Ve n'è di più alte di te, di più
alte.<br />
Ve n'è di più pure di te, di più pure.<br />
Ve n'è di
più belle di te, di più belle.<br />
<br />
Ma tu sei la
regina.<br />
<br />
Quando vai per le strade<br />
nessuno ti
riconosce<br />
Nessuno vede la tua corona di cristallo, <br />
nessuno
guarda<br />
il tappeto d'oro rosso<br />
che calpesti dove passi,<br />
il
tappeto che non esiste.<br />
<br />
E quando t'affacci<br />
tutti i
fiumi risuonano<br />
nel mio corpo, scuotono<br />
il cielo le
campane,<br />
e un inno empie il mondo.<br />
<br />
Tu sola ed io<br />
tu
sola ed io, amor mio,<br />
lo udiamo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #0070c0;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Ora
che sei venuta</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Camillo Sbarbaro</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span> </p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ora
che sei venuta,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">che
con passo di danza sei entrata</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">nella
mia vita</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">quasi
folata in una stanza chiusa </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">a
festeggiarti, bene tanto atteso,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">le
parole mi mancano e la voce</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">e
tacerti vicino già mi basta.<br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Il pigolìo così
che assorda il bosco</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">al
nascere dell'alba, ammutolisce</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">quando
sull'orizzonte balza il sole.<br />
Ma te la mia inquietudine
cercava<br />
quando ragazzo<br />
nella notte d'estate mi facevo<br />
alla
finestra come soffocato:<br />
che non sapevo, m'affannava il
cuore.<br />
<br />
E tutte tue sono le parole<br />
che, come l'acqua
all'orlo che trabocca,<br />
alla bocca venivano da sole,<br />
l'ore
deserte, quando s'avanzavan<br />
puerilmente le mie labbra d'uomo<br />
da
sé,per desiderio di baciare...</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Poesia
d'amore</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di</b></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Alfonso
Gatto</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"> </span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Le
grandi notti d' estate</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
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nulla muove oltre il chiaro</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
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dei baci, il tuo volto</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
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sogno nelle mie mani.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
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come i tuoi occhi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">tu
sei venuta dal mare</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">dal
vento che pare l' anima.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
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baci perdutamente</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">sino
a che l' arida bocca</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">come
la notte è dischiusa</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">portata
via dal suo soffio.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
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vivi allora, tu vivi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">il
sogno ch'esisti è vero.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Da
quanto t' ho cercata.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
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</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Ti
stringo per dirti che i sogni</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">son belli
come il tuo volto,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">lontani
come i tuoi occhi.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">E
il bacio che cerco è l' anima.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<strong><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Sei
così bella</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></strong></p>
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<strong><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di </b></span></span></span></span></span></span></strong><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Juan Jiménez</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;"><span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Sei
così bella tu,<br />
come il morbido prato dietro l'arcobaleno</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">nel meriggio
silenzioso d'acqua e sole,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">come l'increspamento
della primavera</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
fronte al sole dell'aurora</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">come l'avena
fine del serraglio</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">di
fronte al sole del tramonto dell'estate</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">come i
tuoi occhi verdi</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">col mio
sorriso rosso</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; margin-bottom: 0cm; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">come il
mio cuore profondo</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">col tuo
amore vivo.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<br />
</p>
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</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: #2a6099;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>Tienimi
per mano al tramonto</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><b>di
Hermann Hesse</b></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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<br />
</p>
<p align="left" class="western" style="line-height: 200%; orphans: 2; widows: 2;">
<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;">Tienimi
per mano al tramonto,<br />
quando la luce del giorno si spegne<br />
e
l'oscurità fa scivolare il suo drappo di stelle<br />
Tienila stretta
quando non riesco a viverlo questo mondo imperfetto<br />
Tienimi per
mano...<br />
portami dove il tempo non esiste.<br />
Tienila stretta
nel difficile vivere.<br />
Tienimi per mano...<br />
nei giorni in cui
mi sento disorientata<br />
cantami la canzone delle stelle<br />
dolce
cantilena di voci respirate<br />
Tienimi la mano, e stringila
forte<br />
prima che l'insolente fato possa portarmi via da
te<br />
Tienimi per mano e non lasciarmi andare...<br />
mai...</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></p>
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</p>
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</p>
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</p>
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<br />
<br />
</p>
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<br />
</p>
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<br />
</p>
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<br />
</p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<br />
</p>
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<br />
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</p>
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</p>
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<span style="font-variant: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="letter-spacing: normal;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><span style="font-weight: normal;"><br />
</span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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</p>
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<br />
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</p>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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