Fulmicotone English Version #81694

di Virginia Bettinelli

Virginia Bettinelli

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There are muddled lives that never
manage to undo those knots formed
even earlier than the umbilical cord.
Sad, rather unlucky lives, for which
the wheel never seems to turn. Angry
lives, shaky lives, short, broken lives,
that in turn gave life though.
Once I saw a yellow butterfly seal its
fate, flying and uncertainly fluttering
its wings just a few centimetres from
the asphalt, scorching in the Summer;
I thought risk is exciting, though free
flight is less insidious.
The yellow of the butterfly’s wings,
stark against the black, scorching of
asphalt, switched on in my mind
the full, indelible awareness of the
infinite, divine quantity of beauty
that exists in the world.

Fulmicotone was noticed by Mr. Edoardo Fainello, Director of Piccolo Teatro Dante (a theatrical academy near Venice, Italy), and is being made into a play. Fulmicotone, the play, will soon begin touring in Italy.
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ISBN:
9788892514140
Formato:
ebook
Anno di pubblicazione:
2015
Dimensione:
1.68 MB
Lingua:
Inglese
Autori:
Virginia Bettinelli
Protezione:
watermark

Recensioni degli utenti(1 recensione)

  • Pubblicato da martagiulia1999@yahoo.it il 02 May 2016

    5
    Stirring up emotions

    Ciao I read Fulmicotone urgently and in one sitting. It has been a while since I finished it...in my opinion it is a beautiful book, even if the word "beautiful" is a bit counter productive in this sense. A book is beautiful, if other than stirring up emotions it makes one reflect and changes ones life perspectives in a way that one is different after having read it - one has so much more. I also think that a book is born as a work of art, but in reality, its mission is much higher than simply being a channel, not between the author and the reader, but of something more transcendent. It is thus that the books that one reads seem to be written specifically for him or her, as if someone were able to read your soul and turn it into a book. The author is also therefore a channel, and the book isn't born from him, but around him. Your book was very important for me. You made me cry and think and understand. You gave me something that I didn't have before. I would buy it as a gift for others. You move me.