I VESTITI NUOVI DELL'IMPERATORE DES KAISERS NEUE KLEIDER

THE POET IS ALWAYS UNTIMELY

HYMN TO BEAUTY - INNO ALLA BELLEZZA - HYMNUS AN DIE SCHÖNHEIT

PROMETEO

S'è addormentato il mio cuore? - Is my soul asleep?

The figure of Ulysses in Dante’s Poem

In my books I try to explore our dimension: we are human, and that holds so much meaning that we often don’t remember what it means.

A Philippe Jaccottet

My eyes roam searchingly for beauty - Zur Schönheit meine Blicke suchend gleiten - Mes yeux glissent en cherchant la beauté

SBARCO SULLA LUNA

reality bursts into existence - die Realität zerbirst in der Existenz

SZYMBORSKA AND THE “MAP” AS A LIE

Love has been abolished. Die Liebe wurde abgeschafft. L'amour a été aboli.

Will I be alone?

QUESTI GIORNI DI FEBBRE DIE FIEBERTAGE

POUND AND PASOLINI, HERETICS AND FREE

When the Poet paints inferno, he paints his life - Da der Poet das Inferno malt, malt er sein eigenes Leben

A WISH/TESTIMONY FOR SIX YEARS OF CULTURA IN ATTO

WHAT REMAINS

Ver en la muerte el sueño, en el ocaso un triste oro, tal es la poesía