years I wanted to wish you a "cleaner" and lighter! Let go of the weights, weights that pollute and out. I suggest two things: the first in pictures, the white deaths, from the movie "The Sea". A beautiful monologue to hope that 2011 is the year of safe work and for all. The second is an article by writer Mark Lodoli to greet poetry in the plastic bag!
Friday, December 31, 2010
Page XXI - Rome
Farewell but bullying plastic bags in the back there was even a little 'poetry
MARCO LODOLA
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Even we, fortunately, someone has just learned not to waste, not to sow the world of plastic obscene, stick to shopping in a shopping cart. In short, we all agree, deplastifichiamoci! Yet, in hiding, ashamed of his rudeness, for a sentimental barbaric and asocial, a tiny part of me stops to remember ... something back from the past, with the colors of vague nostalgia. Scattered images, ugly, beautiful, full of plastic bags.
This time it was raining cats and dogs and a girl that is no more we tied at the top two supermarket shoppers, and the water tapping on the thoughts and laughed. And that time on the steps of a church near the Termini Station, and talk for an hour with an old bag lady who kept all his life in four plastic bags, clothing, food, but also photos of his youth, when all was different. And those races on a Vespa, with a bag attached to the hook of Sellone books, wonderful books to take home, chased and found books and half price on a stand: a lot of poetry in one envelope! And the wet bathing suit and cap for the hair inside the plastic bag at the end of a long swim at the end of an infinity pool. And those vague yet extremely precise assessments economic without the fly on the number of supermarket shoppers: "First with the money I brought home three bags full of stuff, not even two hours, damn it!" And that time in the house, when in front of the dumpster overflowing in front of those nauseating piles of bags piled up at random, I felt the weight of the metaphor, the truth of what Montale called the objective correlative, and I thought: I want a different life, better Thanks for the warning, ladies bags.
And now farewell, envelopes of our life, full of all our junk, goodbye forever from today we will be cleaner, clearer, more Swedes.
ps Giovanna Iorio
How can we not think of "American Beauty" ... we salute the plastic bag with this wonderful video in which a plastic bag is a force for good, a little girl who dances ...
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