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La terra desolata - Quattro quartetti

By T. S. Eliot, Angelo Tonelli (Translator)

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| Paperback | 9788807821219

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Tema de "La terra desolata" è la città infernale, descritta prima da William Blake, poi da Baudelaire: città diabolica dove, con il passare del tempo,l'uomo si trova sempre peggio. E' una tragedia grottesca che anticipa la poetica di Beckett e Fellini. Con la sua poesia, e in particolare con "I quatContinue

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Eliot si può leggere solo in inglese: tradotto perde semplicemente tutto.
Burnt Norton
Footfalls echo in the memory
down the passage wich we did not take
towards the door we never opened
into the rose-garden.
East Coker
Wait without love for love would be love of the wrong thi ... (continue)

Eliot si può leggere solo in inglese: tradotto perde semplicemente tutto.
Burnt Norton
Footfalls echo in the memory
down the passage wich we did not take
towards the door we never opened
into the rose-garden.
East Coker
Wait without love for love would be love of the wrong thing.
The Dry Salvages
The sea has many voices, many gods and many voices.
Little Gidding
Ash on an old man's sleeve
is all the ash the burnt roses leave.

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Artemisia said on Jan 13, 2010 | Add your feedback

East Coker

"In my beginning is my end. In succession
Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended,
Are removed, destroyed, restored, or in their place
Is an open field, or a factory, or a by-pass.
Old stone to new building, old timber to new fires,
Old fires to ashes, and ashes to the earth
Which is already fle ... (continue)

"In my beginning is my end. In succession
Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended,
Are removed, destroyed, restored, or in their place
Is an open field, or a factory, or a by-pass.
Old stone to new building, old timber to new fires,
Old fires to ashes, and ashes to the earth
Which is already flesh, fur and faeces,
Bone of man and beast, cornstalk and leaf.
Houses live and die: there is a time for building
And a time for living and for generation
And a time for the wind to break the loosened pane
And to shake the wainscot where the field-mouse trots
And to shake the tattered arras woven with a silent motto."

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Samuele Sanvito said on Jul 3, 2010 | Add your feedback

Dawn points, and another day
Prepares for heat and silence. Out at sea the dawn wind
Wrinkles and slides. I am here
Or there, or elsewhere. In my beginning.
Spunta l'alba, e un altro giorno
si prepara a calore e silenzio. Al largo
sul mare il vento dell'alba in ... (continue)

Dawn points, and another day
Prepares for heat and silence. Out at sea the dawn wind
Wrinkles and slides. I am here
Or there, or elsewhere. In my beginning.
Spunta l'alba, e un altro giorno
si prepara a calore e silenzio. Al largo
sul mare il vento dell'alba increspa e scivola. Io sono
qui, o là, o
altrove. Nel mio principio.

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Betty said on Jul 21, 2009 | Add your feedback