Michael santhers stops precarious

Michael Santhers was born in Cercemaggiore (CB) and lives in Campomarino, has published volumes: Small noises of the soul, contromano Lives, Loves an expired be any, Thoughts that do not sleep ever, A butterfly in the shadow of the moon, When the trees are refusing to accommodate the leaves, roses cry at sunset, Normalità incondivisibili between cloned masks, A storm clouds with acclaimed diverted, Poetry cialtrone and words cold and Stops precarious.

Michele Salvatore alias Michael Santhers è prolific poet and virile, one of the most sincere of our generation, even the internet, as with other three of the same poetic force, form the "Axis of Poker" of poetry. It is not true, what is vocifera, that the Internet side missed the smell of paper, indeed, with a little 'fantasy this poker Poets with a capital P make us forget the virtuality, so much so that even myself accustomed to sale of books of poetry, with the last collection is doing water, el'editore same, it does not encourage publicity.

"Col. capitalism I lost a son

said the old podest à

converted to moderate forces

lead me to anger some dogs Albanians

yet who vote communist '

Michael humanly tackles immigration, with a strong irony and criticism of the former regime and outdated party dispute; looks with the constant presence of the oil stain that is expanding more and more. Watch the rating assigned to hell demons, whose figures are inspired by the Vate from ancient literature. Yet the content of his poetry is never devoid of a certain majesty; verse appear in a light prestige even when defeat in the face of reason reveals the substantial weakness, which is hidden behind appearances cruel, he ironizza for hide the tears of the soul.

Human nature is not degraded, it is not something hybrid and deformed, but rather cultured in a stadium primitività, prior to the time of reflection, anarchic and carefree. The migrants face hell of life without tragedy, because:

"The wife felt cut off the air by the words /

and felt like a time /

deposit curate of desires without effusioni '

Santhers expresses its willingness and dell'emigrante not paralyse the reader in pain, not ríbadiscono in them, a conviction without appeal, the conscience of degradation. Significant in this regard is a comparison of how to react and the parallelism of a doubt ironic flavor. The effusioni that occurred at night have not allowed the fall of love, even if it could manifestarla only metaphorically, because his soul still hopes that their existence (of immigrants) does not look like a total annihilation, nor allow any distinction between reality interior and exterior reality: the light is in those words that convinced him not to have lost the ability to mean, as dictated the poetic suggests:

'Love needs harmonies

poetry which must pass inside the eyes

because the heart is only a means to distribute "

Un'intelligenza alive, capable of stopping meditative, triumphs with his immeasurable wisdom. The signal of hatred that could arise seals the momentary victory of primitive thought on the complexity of forms and rational traditions of high civilization in the figure of the author find their poetic transfiguration.

"The love needs harmonies" is the representation of that intelligence, that s'afferma and produces fruit in the conditions favoured a poetic winged.

From one point of view lexical all production santhersiana is rich in idiotismi and forms proverbial. These particularities of style have not only the function more closely characterize the story narrated by means of gifts that returns us, full of nuances in malice, the scope of the concerns that keep still active and is of consciousness, but also extend at those points at which speaks in first person. The language helps create an atmosphere in which we all feel emigrants, and Santhers with us, shared by all in a feel that ransoms, in terms of art, its manifestation.

The example of the variety of tonal and compositional forms that features poetry by Michael Santhers, the variety that expresses the richness of interests of Poet, its ability to animate real life in fantastic artistic transfiguration, even with facts arid and seemingly insignificant, real. There is the seduction of an art that goes through the issue with force without ever showing the inspiration won by rationality. This description culminates in one of the most educational declared: the exhortation

'To try to rejoice /

fears that he exercised "

who buys seriousness and vigour of resonances from projected in a background of symbolic implications, meditative recollection.

Meditation ago lead to the drama that turns into tragedy because in desperation, and in a moment of poignant nostalgia, the desire for love, understanding, fatigue, indifference or contempt of indigenous people. In our time, chaotic and bizarre, the poet saw in the analytical rigor that characterizes the transfiguration, the poetry of despair, and tragic in life, characterizes the debate on contradictory.

"Mani protese

half crosses

missing

of vertical

Wooden

straight for the rest

the curved back… "(p. Clochard. 82)

What is most striking attention of culture, in collections of poems, especially in the exit recently: "Stops precarious," the dialogue with the world where to live is more open, more raw, more penetrating Because l ' "I creative' can not be overwhelmed by the" Self rational ', leaving the author the "free will" to the final decision. The Poetry is word, is the message, you interview.

The theme of dialogue, already dear to the Mediterranean thinkers who felt more urgency to un'ascesa towards the ideal world, returns with insistence in these 'Stops precarious "of our season. The line is breath of, and today the human soul, in the gigantic increase in the size materials and techniques, needs more than ever breathing vigorous and wide that all hugs and soul. Reach a dialogue in verse with the world means to rediscover the reality in its essential meaning, in its dynamic structure, in its final destination. A Michael Santhers, the world ceases to look like a scenario in which a lone actor repeats his long monologue.

With anabolici processes and catabolici the reality of the physical world than predialogo species, which is the transformation of matter, to become the miracle of the living. The Poetry of Santhers, in giving the pace dialogue turns pursuing higher and the transfiguration of reality in high Poetry not only later in time, but higher in the scale of values.

Since towards a dialogue with himself is the immense universe evolution of Poetry by switching to psychological dialogue that, while involving the most intimate sphere of the reader, the same goes beyond inducing a novelty surprising.

HAVE SAID TO HIM

"His anxieties, his suffering, his critical eye to the injustices of society built on the privileges of a few against the many, but also his optimism larvato are cast, in verse delicate. The structural scaffolding of which seems to want to hold prisoners feelings of the author. In a prison not repressive, but needed to meet the modesty of his restless spirit. "

(Magazine 'The Voice' years IV No.

"The poetry of Michael Salvatore (Alias Michael Santhers) is difficult, bitter, does not arrive immediately to the heart, but needs mediated impact. The laws, the rileggi and discover a world of pain, not dreamed of dreams, frustante reality, loves sad or unhappy and understand that the reason inspiration of all its verses is the solitude, or rather, the inability to communicate with all those who do not have his bleeding sensitivity.

(Anna Ardiio)

"A new collection of a poet who became one of his strong language and his message of life and love. Michael Santhers pursues a mirage that is to give himself through words and communicate to others the beauty of its sentiments.

And 'his poetry simple scardina appearances, who becomes interior, which is drawn into the world - its own - and thoughts become blood and visible. Dolorosi and joyfully serpeggiano hope and friendship. So fragments, flash memories and the atmosphere is trasfigurano poetic in a vibrant and essential. And guide the pen where there is momentum and point the reasons they give us fresh expressions of a poem not cialtrona, but far from breaths of words or rhetorical acrobatics.

(Poems cialtrone)

Rome on July 9, 2006

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PRIZE ARDEN BORGHI SANTUCCI

"A POETRY OF LOVE"

The poetry of language and the world

August Wilhelm Schlegel was convinced that the real poetry is rarely included because the peculiar ways in which the imagination works appear "unnatural" to those who do not possess even a spark. If an object is being presented as poetic, every party must "tingersi color" of this capacity. In the drama, for example, takes on a poetic form 'historic', events that are presented as if they had really happened, even if "their unreality is not at all disguised, and we know a priori that it is a fiction. However, the poetic representation of these events expresses "the substance of things" in clearer and more transparent than it has the "most meticulous control.

The nature of love, because characterized by "open contradictions," transcends the intellect and can not be understood from this. Even if "is happily contraccambiato 'can never result in" perfect harmony. "Nature tends therefore to" express themselves in opposite directions.

The International Association Artists "Poetry of Life"

With the intent to:

a) - invite young people not to disperse the linguistic heritage of their land;

b) - fostering a sense of self-criticism in respect of facts and cultural expressions;

c) - encourage estrinsecazione of new creative forces in all fields of culture;

d) - open a polemic against the facts and cultural expressions distorted and altered by opportunism and cultural constraints;

e) - to find poets valorizzarli right on:

Bandisce and organizes

the

Award 'Arden Borghi Santucci' "a poem of love"

Participation is open to all provided that the works (including those written in any dialect, as long as accompanied by English version) poetry, whatever they are current.

The race takes place in four phases: selection, quarter finals, semifinals and final.

SELECTION

Participants received all the poems, the secretariat dell'AIA "Poetry of Life" no later than January 10, 2008, accompanied by a dozen lines of curriculum for the author / trice, the declaration that the work sent to the competition is the result their ingenuity and consensus for eventual publication in the anthology, and a photocopy of the receipt of payment made on C / C / P No. 17274028 made out to International Association Artists Poetry of Life, by Castel di Yesterday, 21 / R - 00155 Rome , € 15.00 (fifteen) as a subscription Association. Readers and the same entered in the competition, will receive, starting from February 2, 2008, five poems and the day after having read allocate their preference (one vote from 1 to 10) to a single poem, returning the lyrics with the votes by e-mail to renobromuro@alice.it.

QUARTER-FINALS

There participate more rated 30 poems that, in turn, will be republished and asked members to give their suffrage, allowing the choice of only one poem a week.

SEMIFINALS

There part of the 18 poems entitled Most voted by readers to be republished and members are asked to vote again.

FINAL

There participate 5 lyrics most voted, members are asked to give their suffrage to poetry like that more and more voted win the 'Award dedicated to a Borghi Santucci Poetry of Love'. The author of the poetry winner of the competition, will be invited to send a silloge of 25 poems by 30 verses each, or equal to 500 verses, which will be published along with other poems that have won the tournament weekly, total expenditure, dell'organizzatrice AIA 'Poetry of Life "and distributed the day of the awards ceremony which will take place in Rome on February 14, 2008, in the presence of the press and literary criticism.

For THE HAGUE "Poetry of Life" - the president

Rome December 13, 2007

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The FRIEND ANDATE by Carmine Coppola

Carmine Coppola born in Pompeii some forty years ago, emigrated to Canada in 1991. E 'married to Nadia, Canadian, who has known quand'era holidaying in Italy, and has three daughters: Sara, Vera and Lara. It leads the radio programme for the Italian community of Winnipeg "Radio Italy" since April 1992. He worked for IBM, translating software specialists (Web Site designers, network administrator, and others) and the Mercedes. He wrote the Italian newspaper Manitoba, for the Italian community and writes on the Winnipeg Free Press, Canadian national newspaper of Manitoba.

Currently teaches Italian at the University of Manitoba. He likes to write poems, preferring plain language and not articulated, because convinced that the Poetry is not only the prerogative of an elite, but of all. He is completing his first novel.

The opera "The friend went" is filled with pathos and sentiment, free of tears and stills, which has a Hellenistic: I mean pure classicism. It seems to be between scholars in a large room where they discussed ways Alessandrini referred Coppola could be called a veteran, with the personality part of a rich man's information and doctrine. As regards this lyric written to remind the stupid death of a drug addict not dragged me to disagree, as I did not even with another poem, of the same kind of Pharmacist Gerardo Leonardis acknowledging the erudiziene exquisite. In me there is no wonder that an educated learned to severity of method write in verse a painful death:

"Do not die in the street,

Friend,

pierced by indifference

and shameful arrogance. "

As the expression pure as the Poets Alessandrini I think incorrect comparisons of demonstrations that take time based on interpretations strive.

Carmine Coppola in this opera has tried a genuine criticism of human behaviour and social life of modernism, where we read that people killed in a building inhabited by more than fifteen families remain closed at home without them know anything except when you start to hear "the smell of death" for the stairs, or that nothing remains lieutenant died next to a phone booth for a week before they accorgessero which is dead. In this respect his lyrical criticism is true, because it shows the sense alive and safe than it should be life, and especially that of the Poet: fight for a just and selfless life for all, taking before our eyes the figure of St. Francis that embraces the lepers, who discards his having to help the poor and say to men who are brothers, sons of the same Father.

'Friend eyed barred

and the kind traits marked,

left defenceless

at the mercy of outrageous offenses.

The stretch of line is rantolante as a drum accompanying the rhythm of a forced march and the poet is aware that this is the only way to prune the tree of poetry and creativity to find the balance to Poetry natural that leads to conflict l 'IO creative and Self rational. The friend died for everyone, but not for him because aware that he will live until his nell'animo he will live.

The friend went

by Carmine Coppola

No one dies in the street,

Friend,

pierced by indifference

and shameful arrogance.

You have lived white powder

request by 'tired soul

Friend,

beside an empty bag.

The proud head bowed.

Friend eyed barred

and the kind traits marked,

left defenceless

at the mercy of outrageous offenses.

Friend sweet and not crying,

I leave only repentance.

Son left alone to swearing

that day you left to go.

Amavi life

now you have returned as volevi

I've left even

your smile

or the sweetness of your face.

I do recall in company

your words and scrollate of shoulders,

ideas and unique sun and cries…

in the valley.

M'hanno said that six dead,

without any comfort.

Avresti could let a smile

not the silence.

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Vincenzo Cardarelli

Vincenzo Cardarelli (actually called Nazzareno Caldarelli) Corneto born in Philadelphia on 1 May 1887. On civil status registers showed that the mother is Giovanna Caldarelli but not any mention of his father, Antonio Romagnoli. Changing the name is certainly due to a consideration of aesthetic, so dear to Poets of the early twentieth and not only to players of our day, because a young man who wanted to become famous writer and poet, was to have a name that suonasse good ear of the reader. But I think that behind the name change will hide "the illegitimate son of drama that has left deep traces in the poems despite the proud poet has tried to dissimularlo as was possible." Cardarelli possessed un'innata pride that led him, the most often not even be honest with himself, especially not want to admit the humble origins and the condition of man forced to write and write for land lunario.

The first rhymes and stories that we read in youth advanced, most are born when boy walking along the tracks and played on the rails (when not passed trains), being the father inhabitant in the station to Tarquinia and during conversations coffee (only then spoke with friends of his origins in tone and imaginative almost legendary wanted to escape the reality miserable and this led him to build, if not to invent a second childhood: a fabulous world and mythical). The same name changed is inspired by a desire to mix fantasy and reality, especially when it was consecrated with the "Premio Strega" great writer, poet thought that everything would be finished very soon: that success is ephemeral and dissolve like snow in the sun, just faces our backs to the literary world.

He, Vincent Cardarelli, Poet who played an important role in the early decades of 1900, even though his personality and his work adeguavano not to the taste and the general sensitivity of Italian literature of those years. Among the main features leads the commitment literary, poetic and human ideals, anxiety sincerity and renewal, so his Poetry is clean: tersa as a spring morning. The commitment is the contribution that he gave the "creation of literary newspaper La Ronda, who worked from 1919 to 1923 and fought for a renewal and an enrichment of Italian literature, in those times impoverished dall'eredità dannunziana, which constituted as a estetizzante fashion and rhetoric. "

The ideals of literary Cardarelli, are shown in this magazine, which supports the necessity of reverting to a literature based on the real feelings and human needs, but also asserted the importance of style, which for him was to be enriched through a conscious return to the ways of expression typical of the best Italian literature.

His work as we see is linked to recurrent theme with almost obsession, the passage of time, seasons, the painful memory. In his lyrics clean and strict to classical, adopting forms metric free, leopardiana matrix, which tends to sing the weight of sentimental tensions and inner struggle, the perennial conflict between the "Self rational" el ' "I creative" taking precedence transparency to the music, as wished by ' "I creative", voted all'antiromanticismo.

It collects with the original measure novecentesche instances of "new opera" and the results are less pleased prose of art are expressed in Poetry "LOVE".

The return to the classics, not only Greeks and Romans but also Renaissance, Cardarelli meant for the resumption and continuation of those ideals of balance, clarity, sincerity, which, according to him, had characterized and had made great poets as Leopardi and in general, all those who had been able to express the ideals of his time, adapting to a precise and ancient tradition.

LOVE

d i Vincenzo Cardarelli
How about joy and anguish try together
her eyes so m'hanno left.
I do not know think about it. However, I will return
more and more insistent within the soul
his fleeting glance of respects.
And a sweet torment me retains
by taking sleeping, which is hours night and s'agita
in a that again.
Eyes her, vague tumult. Love,
lazy unbelieving love, more for boredom
that game started, now you feel
attached to my heart (debol branch)
as the fruit as groans.
Love and springtime go together.
That fatal and prescribed time
that we say goodbye
is already in each posting
of your face from mine.
What's your slight body!
Just that I feel for the drop
cruelly distant.
The shorter greeting between the two of us
a final respects.
Every day you lose and you find
Thus, without hope.
If you already knew how remote
the memory of kisses
that just now I davi,
abandonment of that dear,
that crowds your love ov'io not mordo

that taste of death

Bibliography

P. Bigongiari, in The sense of lyrical Italian and other studies, Florence, 1952; G. Villaroel, People yesterday and today, Bologna, 1954; NF Cimmino, Cardarelli, "Italian Literature. The Contemporary ", vol. I, Milan, 1963; G. Salveti, Aesthetics under investigation, Rome, 1967; S. Vecchio, Vincenzo Cardarelli. The Etruscan of Philadelphia, Rome, 1989

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7 POETA OF SANTATO

Year VI extraordinary edition of December 14. 2007
weekly human sciences
The International Artists' Poetry of Life '
President Reno bromide
Directory No. 3426 - Collection No. 1270 of 29/10/1984 (not profit)

Dear friends, this is the seventh candidate for the "Prize Renato Milleri (REMIL) - Poet of the Year" - which won the Second Prize ex aequo as others that will follow and that has not yet accepted, as Serino and Santhers, registration all 'Roll of honour "Corinthians" dell'AIA "Poetry of Life".

Paul santato

a glimpse into the fog

Another book of thirty-two pages in the first Cover the face of a smiling girl with the eyes of Heaven, published by 'New Poets' leads on other books that crowd the desk, I put aside and the day after me meeting again at the top, as if someone during the night tirasse from beneath the other and above because the rimettesse see before they begin working.

I do not know almost nothing of Paul Santato, if not that the book was sent to the competition from Gloria Venturini (the sweet Cassandra) and that is a poet who has:

"Listened tales

a whisper of wind,

steering wheel, light,

between purple flowers'

And the wind feels it to lead to a repetition of ears erre: 'whisper' 'soft' "among flowers. There are twenty-eight lyrics that are way "to gomitate" in the dense fog that envelops the story: Yes because of a story in verse is.

A story ultrapremiata, at least this is what I managed to hear from the search engine "Google" as well as Paul Santato Lendinara lives in a small town in the province of Rovigo is Tech fire and quartantatré years. He has won many important literary awards and was a finalist in as many.

The collection of palerò which was rewarded, perhaps because it tells the happiness in the particularities of his alleged role in a production system, even if it was assumed as perfect, no respite as a prerequisite of every perfection the rethinking of economic activities in a comprehensive vision of the human.

Only in this sense is understood the role that attaches to Santato fog that suggests a ray of light, it would be better as research, as true attitude of every man:

"Are entry in my life

like a ray of sunshine,

as a spring breeze,

you have swept away the clouds

offuscavano that my soul

a man wounded.

Why is that man wounded with common words that can be found on the lips of every being that feels really such, because it is he who manages to go beyond the particular interests and a narrow, sectoral, in the world; that overcoming the darkness of the fog limited to an operational perspective, recognizes man and be moral.

"A glimpse in the fog 'collects poems in which smells, colors, flavors, and much landscape: simple scenario to the action, that the Poetry creates around him but the will of the poet is not subordinated.

"The children are flowers of life,

give it a good perfume,

are the colors of the world

the welcome mat bitterness

are the flavors of nature,

taste damage to people. "

The darkness ago reflect on the problems of life and, like a flash surface in the mind of the poet the power of children; thought this could recall the memory of Carducci, turns a vision leopardiana, so far away, the overlap names Poerio, Aleardi, Thomas Gnoli, Joseph Aurelio Costanze. as if you would remember, or pay homage to the crepuscolari.

Up to half of the work, I noticed pictures family of extreme beauty; smisurato love for the family, frequent anxieties sometimes painful, others hope, a hope which is difficult to find in any contemporary poet, belongs to any school, because the fog that obscures the global literary is overwhelming. In the young especially, because they see the way for the library obstructed by "pseudo publishers" because those established not take into consideration your manuscript, ammenocché has not a friend of fraternal editorial director of the publishing house, but the other publishers that occur after who have examined (but we have examined really?) the manuscript you ask for a participation in the cost of eight million euros, also payable in instalments, but the book will be printed only when you are finished to pay even this transpires from the settlement leaving dark fog:

'Shout

without sound,

changing the voice,

dissolves silence,

deep,

fear.

I feel only

The song with a light

vibration of melodies.

The vibration of melodies, which are metaphorically hope of bright light, the light Santato lives as smoke closed in cable breast, where the grace impietosita by his words the reward of his sonnolente arsura of love and immense quest'arsura verse is accavallano as grains of a rosary, a swarm mercilessly, like a whirlwind that eliminate putrido carcame of Italian literature.

The preposition separated by, 'dissolves' and the sostantivato "silence" of clear intonation dannunziana, finds its place in the collection.

So no surprise pick here and there scattered echoes, but not only in tone, from Roman Elegies D'Annunzio to Elegies renane of Pirandello, modeled but put back into circulation between a bank of dense fog and the other bench more dense.

But the poet is aware of what he wrote and knows that he did so to provoke an awakening, through love for the family so that young people sveglino and join a cooperative to combat exploitation, the call ladrocinio, pseudo publishers that sprout like mushrooms. It is a utopian as you want, but not without its practical significance and cultural. The concept of "survival of the world is linked to the acceptance of a principle that humanitarian aid is by definition economically. Il mondo culturale è senza frontiere e deve rimanere il mondo di un più alto interesse, qual è quello della sopravvivenza, è ancora più ampio; esso costituisce la proiezione «logica», temporale di un modello di vita che la disuguaglianza settoriale carica di potenziale elettrico, esplosivo».

Gli editori pseudo appartengono a quei solitari che, seppure perseguissero l’eguaglianza, ristabilirebbero sempre delle differenze fra sé e gli altri, intesi come dei beneficiari, se non addirittura degli inguaribili egoisti o subnormali da educare, disciplinare, inquadrare in vista dei nobili fini dei quali è fonte la loro stessa azione.

L’eccessivo sfruttamento delle capacità produttive del creativo provoca l’atrofìa delle risorse artistiche; in questo modo si vedrà la fine dell’Arte, la regressiva nascita di artisti in ogni regione del Paese e nelle librerie si vedranno soltanto opere scritte da autori stranieri e la terribile erosione della cultura italica.

Questo fenomeno influirà non solo sui rapporti culturali ma includerà nell’erosione anche nei rapporti politici ed economici esistenti fra paesi a diverso grado di sviluppo culturale. Vedremo che i paesi non competeranno più fra di loro per assicurarsi le risorse culturali italiane e in tali circostanze, quanti saremo a poterlo testimoniare? Tuttavia, le imprese culturali, che sono più direttamente minacciate dall’avanzare pauroso dei pseudo editori con la brama di impinguare solo le proprie tasche, ignorando l’Artista. Eppure dovrebbero pensare di essere all’avanguardia di una campagna propagandistica mirante a convincere i giovani ad esprimere liberamente le proprie idee perché la via delle librerie è aperta per tutti coloro che hanno talento e loro penseranno soltanto di valorizzarlo nel giusto merito.

«I tuoi primi passi incerti verso l’alba,

tutto un chiarore di luci promettenti un giorno,

una vita splendente,

Inizia la verde giovinezza,

la poesia dei tuoi primi sogni,

le speranze accese,

è una danza di colori a primavera».

La risposta al mio concetto di libertà artistica scaturita dalla forza geniale dei giovani bistrattati anche dal mercato librario come effetto di una specializzazione è alla base del contenuto della lirica «Le stagioni della vita», a pagina 14, è legato al modello di sviluppo che potrebbe nascere se i giovani si unissero in cooperativa; da questo si rafforzerebbero le risorse energetiche, e si potrebbe sorridere al Sole che finalmente avrà aperto «Uno squarcio nella nebbia» .

Roma 25 luglio 2006

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