DEATH OF AN ADDICT

My heart is filled with anger, pain

Poor necessity that steals my friend’s remains

Indecent to throw yourself into the flames thinking yourself immortal

Refuge?

No.

Run

What has been will not return

The pain remains

THE BIOGRAPHY OF MAURICE UTRILLO

For the week dedicated to this great artist I want to share with you one of his most beautiful paints and also post a link for his biography , for me very interesting

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THE RAIN IN THE PINEWOOD - GABRIELE D'ANNUNZIO

Though our different political ideas I want to begin this collection og classical with one of the greatest Italian poets of the '900, Gabriele D'Annunzio

THE RAIN IN THE PINEWOOD

Hush. On the edge

Of the woods I do not hear

Words which you call

Human; but I hear

Words which are newer

Spoken by droplets and leaves

Far away.

Listen. Rain falls

From the scattered clouds.

Rain falls on the tamarisks

Briny and parched.

Rain falls on the pine trees

Scaly and bristling,

Rain falls on the myrtles-

Divine,

On the broom-shrubs gleaming

With clustered flowers,

On the junipers thick

With fragrant berries,

Rain falls on our faces-

Sylvan,

Rain falls on our hands-

Naked,

On our clothes-

Light,

On the fresh thoughts

That our soul discloses-

Renewed,

On the lovely fable

That yesterday

Beguiled you, that beguiles me today,

O Hermione.

Do you hear?

The rain is falling

On the solitary

Greenness

With a crackling that persists

And varies in the air

According to the foliage

Sparser, less sparse.

Listen.

The weeping is answered

By the song

Of the Cicadas

Which are not frightened

By the weeping of the South wind

Or the ashen sky

And the pine tree

Has one sound, and the myrtle

Another sound, and the juniper

Yet another, instruments

Different

Under numberless fingers.

And we are

Immersed in the spirit

Of the woodland,

Alive with arboreal life;

And your ecstatic face

Is soft with rain

As a leaf

And your hair

Is fragrant like

The bright broom-flowers,

O earthly creature

Whose name is

Hermione.

Listen, listen. The harmony

Of the high-borne cicadas

Gradually becomes

Fainter

Beneath the weeping

That grows stronger;

But a song mingles with it-

Hoarser,

Rising from down there,

From the far damp shade.

Fainter and weaker

It slackens, fades away.

Only one note

Still trembles, fades away.

Rises again, trembles, fades away.

One hears no sea voice.

Now one hears upon all the foliage,

Pelting,

The silvery rain

That cleanses,

The pelting that varies

According to the foliage

Thicker, less thick.

Listen.

The daughter of the air

is mute; but the daughter

Of the miry swamp, in the distance,

The frog,

Is singing in the deepest shade,

Who knows where, who knows where!

And rain falls on your lashes,

Hermione.

Rain falls on your black eyelashes

So that you seem to weep

But from pleasure; not white

But made almost green,

You seem to emerge from bark.

And within us all life is fresh,

Fragrant,

The heart in our breasts is like a peach

Untouched,

The eyes between the eyelids

Are like springs in the grass,

The teeth in their sockets

Are like bitter almonds.

And we go from thicket to thicket,

Now joined, now apart

(And the rough green vigour

Entwines our ankles,

Entangles our knees)

Who knows where, who knows where!

And rain falls on our faces-

Sylvan,

Rain falls on our hands-

Naked,

On our clothes-

Light,

On the fresh thoughts

That our soul discloses-

Renewed,

On the lovely fable

That yesterday

Beguiled me, that beguiles you today,

O Hermione.”

ART AND POETRY - MAURICE UTRILLO AND THE CONFUSION OF THE ALCOHOLISM PART 1

I would like to join my poetry with some artwork and give a picture to my verses ... I chose one of my favorite painters, namely Maurice Autrillo.

He was the son of the great painter Suzanne Valadon and He had  from his life more than one bitterness so to dim the pain, like many of us,  took refuge in the warmth of the bottle.
To tell the truth, his addiction was caused initially by his grandmother who was frightened by seizure of his nephew and tried to calm his crisis using alcohol .
This caused him serious problems all over his life.
I begin today to tell his story combining it with some of his most beautiful paintings

GIPSY FESTIVAL

I want to hear the music of violins that extends beyond any frontier

The laughter of children, singing, dancing, wine flowing

Manele and gipsy dances

Rom, Sinti and Kalé

Let us unite under one starry sky

Because the law defends the rights of everyone

Against a foolish xenophobia

For true equality

A brotherhood among men

INTERVIEW TO ERMENEGILDO PULZETTI

I take this opportunity to congratulate myself with the "Pulzettian reader"  Mark Shuster and his degree with honors and his thesis dedicated to me, "Ermenegildo Pulzetti und seine Geditche."
I hope that it bring you a lot of satisfaction ... I'm really honored.
I remind to all readers of South America the beautiful  service on Channel 7 the next Saturday and also I post here the link of a recent interview with an   Argentinian blogger interested in Italian music and culture (Soon It will be also translated into English)

LINK INTERVIEW

THE BOOK OF THE WEEK : CATCH A FIRE BY TIMOTHY WHITE

The book that I present today tells about the life of one of the greatest icons of the last century, the Jamaican musician (term reductive for him)  Bob Marley.
The peculiarity of this text is that rather than being a true biography is the story of the character ... mystical anecdotes, improbable stories  and everything revolved around this incredible figure.
It 's interesting for the fan but also for the one who wants to learn more about what this man has represented for millions of people ...though I must premise that the truth of certain facts I don't think is verifiable.

Don't you expect a text that analyzes the personality of man but rather the story of a myth that embodies a lifetime.
A reading, however, essential for anyone who wants to get close to reggae music and its legends.

DZHOKHAR TZARNAEV AND THE MALLEABILITY OF THE TEENAGE MIND

I had read today in the international press the shocking
news regarding love letters sent to the author of the  Boston's massacre.
Omitting the subtle charm of evil and the desire for transgression I would like to reflect for a moment about how malleable could be the choices and the minds of the American teenager and then those of people to whom it is addressed the first media machine in the world.
What drives these girls to follow an idol rather than another?
What makes them fall in love with this or that?
The beauty? Intelligence?
NO

Being a famous person.
I reflected just on this bold pairing because Bibier (idol of my granddaughter) is exactly what for the American political class must be the ideal model for the perfect American boy.
White, blond and well dressed.

So where we can position Tzarnaev?
He has no location He is just ... famous.
That's the point, people who change our tastes ...
At this point it seems obvious the tacit consent of a power lobbY behind the choice of music and film, the choice of a character to promote and make it into a symbol to follow.

What do I propose?
Let's save culture,let the youth participate in the planning process, insist on that ...
And maybe these things will not happen anymore.

LSD

Optical illusions of giant poppies

They fall on me aaaaaahhhh

Dreamlike eloquence of a transverse righteousness

Fleeing smagnified experiment

Doses of grace, We dilute the essence

Ballard teach me

How to pick a flower fourfold

After the smash of my life

FREE MAPUCHE

I share today a link of an interesting website concerning Mapuche Human Rights.
Inside you can find many interesting articles,I suggest you to read them.
a small gesture for a great people and for LIBERTY

MAPUCHE INTERNATIONAL

IRON MAN 3 AND THE STRANGE MORAL OF THE ARABIC MANDARIN

The other day one of my students asked me to go to the cinema to see the latest American Disney movie ... then and there I fixed it gingerly between the serious and the facetious because as you well know I'm not the kind of person that can be interested in that kind of movies and even less for the cinema in general (I prefer to read a book).
But at the continuous and vexing requests and when He told me which was the movie in question I agreed.

IRON MAN 3 (I hope the number is right)
You should know that years ago for a certain period  I became interested in American comics  and the possibility about this mechanical hero transposed to the big screen intrigued me a lot.
Omitting the judgments about the movie , needless to say that the film is a crazy bullshit, the thing that struck me most was the figure of the Mandarin.
In the  the comics he represented the ancient Chinese magic and the wisdom that were going to collide with the technology and the typical Yankee exuberance  ,It created a great fight between the hero and the opponent.
Good.
In this film, the Mandarin was .......... ARABIC!!

(Or so it would seem to the public)

Now I understand that the U.S. government subsidies that works with cunning and the objective is to represent enemies the characters from the hostile countries  and allies represented as friends, but a Mandarin Arabic is completely absurd!
Has something to do with the fact  that China has bought half the U.S. public debt?
Has something to do with the fact that the Arabs have nothing to complain about and should always pass for the bad guys?
Come on a Mandarin Arabic is really ridiculous...
The worst thing was that the film was also trying to give a moral about the monsters created to frighten people by the media and the political parties ... well they should start from their own.

I recommend everyone to avoid this crap and to go outside for a good walk.

THE BOOK OF THE WEEK - ON THE ROAD BY JACK KEROUAC

I would like to begin this weekly column with one of the titles that has most changed my reason for being in youth, I'm obviously talking about 'On the Road' by Jack Kerouac.
This book, published in 1951, accounted for the beat generation and for all those in a desperate hunt for freedom a starting point, a milestone.
The plot, which I will not be here to tell you, is about the pursuit of themselves and a profound truth.
The protagonist hitchhiking in the America of the 40s and find the opportunity to grow, mature and have a confront with a reality that is different from what he had imagined with happiness, suffering and a bittersweet irony which comprises the background to the story.
I also reccomend to read the biography of the writer, a novel inside a novel, It can be enlightening.
A 'MUST HAVE' book.

OPIUM

Overlapping circles of smoke in my thoughts

Lost in the vicissitudes of a damned ego

Amazed as a wolf

That gives himself to the moon

A LITTLE BIT OF HISTORY

I share this article because most people don't know how to ask for help and most of us don't know how to help them.
It is for everybody who wants to know more about the history and the DRAMA of the people MAPUCHE

JUST FOR NOT FORGET

SOURCE : REDCROSS.INTREDCROSS.INT

IN response to health needs in remote and destitute communities of the Mapuche indigenous people, the Chilean Red Cross set up a dental and ophthalmological programme to help their communities. The only one of its kind in the region, the programme has reached 12,000 beneficiaries in the past seven years and is now set to expand. Red Cross Red Crescent recently accompanied one of the Red Cross teams on its rounds.

“One of the first obstacles we encountered was the isolation of these communities, which are scattered across a remote mountain area,” says Luis Arias Melivilu, the Chilean Red Cross volunteer who acts as project coordinator. “The dirt roads, which are few and far between, are in very poor condition. When it rains, they become impassable.”

To overcome this remoteness, the Red Cross set up a mobile dental clinic that travels from one community to another. On the day of the visit, the clinic was headed for Ignacio Petriqueo, a small community of 17 families in Perquenco municipality, 52 kilometres from the region’s capital, Temuco.

Staffed by a dental surgeon, an ophthalmologist, an assistant and a driver, the mobile clinic consists of a fully equipped ambulance. It is run by the Red Cross Committee of Region IX, in southern Chile, which encompasses 29 branches and some 600 volunteers. Supplies and travel costs are paid for by the National Health Fund and the vehicle itself was donated by the Spanish Red Cross.

Of the 1,720 people who have received dental care this year, 400 have completed their treatment. The clinic also provides basic ophthalmological care.

“It’s a big help having the Red Cross come here,” says Joel Ankatel Caneo, the community leader. “Getting to town, which is 12 kilometres away, is complicated. There is only one bus and it’s expensive. So we usually walk, and that takes all day.” When asked how the community manages to survive, Caneo replies: “In the spring and summer, we grow wheat, potatoes, oats and lupin. That keeps us going for the entire year. In good weather, we store up what we need for the winter months.”

Yary Antimal Salazar, a Mapuche social worker who leads community development efforts in Perquenco, says: “The municipality has 6,570 inhabitants, 80 per cent of whom live below the poverty line. In the 20 Mapuche communities, one in every two people are destitute.”

Lack of health care is a major problem. “There is only one doctor and one basic medical centre for all these people,” says Salazar.

According to Melivilu, things are getting worse every day. “Medical care is urgently needed, especially for mothers and infants, whose situation has become critical.”

The project currently reaches 10 per cent of the Mapuche people living in Region IX. In the 1992 census, Chile’s total Mapuche population was estimated at 1,200,000, over half of whom inhabited the south of the country and some 500,000 in the two largest cities, Valparaíso and Santiago. Yet the 2002 census reported only 600,000 Mapuche in the country. This unexplained drop in the overall figure was denounced by several organizations as ‘statistical genocide’ resulting from the ambiguous formulation of the census questions.

The ICRC regional delegation for Argentina, Brazil, Chile, Paraguay and Uruguay is currently working with the Chilean Red Cross to expand community health-care and first-aid programmes in the area.

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MAPUCHE

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LEGALIZATION

Slander them condused fools!

Deny us longed-for happiness

A dream

A feeling born and never faded

Is how to block the flooding river

Is it not destinybof man to live in communion with nature?

ODE TO MARIJUANA

Free flight through fields of dandellions

My thoughts are a solved mistery

lost in the slumber of a dream

I merge with the universe

Source of wisdom come back to me

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FREE TIBET

Unjust slavery of umnamed people

Cultural egemony slave to interests

Hidden behind moulded ideologies

Get thee behind me petty puppet

Of a deviated Marxism

Monks peace is the way

But revolution is the key

The hero arises and sends evil back to where It came from

Free Tibet now and forever!

IN FAVOUR OF CERN

My friend science

Indispensable progress

Favorable nature

Silence old thinkers of medieval fairy tales

Your days are numbered

The only black hole will be be the one that swallows ignorance

RUM EL DORADO

Falling along the road

I understand the limit

Human exaggeration

The compulsion of being

That is torn in disregard of life

Drunk tonight again