La mia poetessa preferita Alda Merini. I was born on the twenty-first in spring but I didn't know that being born crazy, opening the clods could cause a storm. So light Proserpina sees it raining on the herbs, on the big gentle wheats and she always cries in the evening. Maybe it's her prayer. Sono nata il ventuno a primavera ma non sapevo che nascere folle, aprire le zolle potesse scatenar tempesta. Così Proserpina lieve vede piovere sulle erbe, sui grossi frumenti gentili e piange sempre la sera. Forse è la sua preghiera. (Alda Merini, Vuoto d'amore, Einaudi 1991) Unquestionably Alda Merini and Ezra Pound are my favorite poets. Alda Merini has always fascinated me. In her I have always seen the female alter ego, and recognized the flair, genius and transgressiveness, of two other writers that I adore, as original as they are transgressive: Henry Miller and Charles Baudelaire. Senza dubbio Alda Merini ed Ezra Pound sono i mi...
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