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Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Engineer's delight

"It is a great profession. There is the fascination of watching a figment of the imagination emerge through the aid of science to a plan on paper. Then it moves to realization in stone or metal or energy. Then it brings jobs and homes to men. Then it elevates the standards of living and adds to the comforts of life. That is the engineer's high privilege.
The great liability of the engineer compared to men of other professions is that his works are out in the open where all can see them. His acts, step by step, are in hard substance. He cannot bury his mistakes in the grave like the doctors. He cannot argue them into thin air or blame the judge like the lawyers. He cannot, like the architects, cover his failures with trees and vines. He cannot, like the politicians, screen his shortcomings by blaming his opponents and hope the people will forget. The engineer simply cannot deny he did it. If his works do not work, he is damned...

On the other hand, unlike the doctor his is not a life among the weak. Unlike the soldier, destruction is not his purpose. Unlike the lawyer, quarrels are not his daily bread. To the engineer falls the job of clothing the bare bones of science with life, comfort, and hope. No doubt as years go by the people forget which engineer did it, even if they ever knew. Or some politician puts hs name on it. Or they credit it to some promoter who used other people's money . . . But the engineer himself looks back at the the unending stream of goodness which flows from his successes with satisfactions that few professions may know. And the verdict of his fellow professionals is all the accolade he wants."

Sunday, May 3, 2015

I don't know



I don't know
if you show
your nudity
for  money
for hedonism
or for shallow pleasure

But I know
I took delight
at your performance
for my own shame

As matter of fact
we are a mere body
so your turpitude
is my turpitude 
in the cosmic unity
of our souls.

Sunday, April 26, 2015

In another life



In another life
I would fall in love
with an harper
I would listen 
to her proves
attending 
at my daily trifles.

In another life 
I would understand
much better
the value of time
praising God
since my young days.

In another life 
I hope to see
the endless dawn.

Sunday, February 22, 2015

Matthews Call


On the street to Damask
I keep   pocketing money
like a bear sucking  honey
There I'm  cashing  taxes


I come from Capharnao on the lake
 but here you surely will find me
For the Romans fiscal sake
in the sunny or windy day.

Until a beautiful day  comes
unexpectedly a light
Who changes the weeping in laugh
the collection into starling.

If something you still owe
Of tributes to the empire
Don’t look for the publican Mathew
Not for him anymore

He has stopped down
To be a tax collector
He travels with the Teacher
his boxes are empty now

But his  heart is full of joy
Whole days to pass
For the streets, for the paths
at the service of the Lord.

Saturday, February 14, 2015

The Queen of Sheba



King Solomon's fame came
90. Up to the extreme edge of the Red Sea,
in the opposite side to that of north,
from where Moses, along the removed furrow,
the Jewish people, down in direction
of the Promised Earth, from  king’s fangs
95. of Egypt had saved!
Yemen, is called today; but to that time
[Kingdom of Sheba was named.]

Heard this fame, a queen,
Called Sheba, full of every wealth,
moved a beautiful morning,
100. to prove if his wisdom,
either usurped was or  genuine;
and she of thousand enigmas is equipped.
Every answer to the enigmas was given
From Solomon! And the queen was
[of him very fond.]

105. So she said to the king: then it was true
How much I had heard in   my country
On your account, wise king!
I had thought they were all lies; instead it is clear
That not even an  half they were of what you really
110. Possess of gold and  wisdom! Spread out
A carpet of praises, aromas and golds
At home she returned with the servants. 

Tuesday, January 27, 2015

Impossible to explain, dutyful to remember


If there is someone who knows, he must talk!

To tell us why the Son

has been torn from His Mother…

And the Brother from his Brother….


And why guiltless children?

And timeless old men?

Why?

I can still see them,

on spirit and flesh

fluctuating through the chimney pots

greeting us with a compassionate smile.


I, still hear barks and voices

assembling,

frightening,

dispersing,

chopping off bonds of affection:

we won't see them anymore.


I feel

the shame to be a man!

And the fear to be alive and to love!


But why

if even Jesus Christ,

from the Cross,

had already forgiven us!

Why?

Please , can somebody tell me why?


Please let talk those who can; let talk those who want it!

And you that Know about, please talk


I promise I will do it

For not to forget.

In Cagliari, January the 26/27 2005

Sunday, January 18, 2015

The European Constitution

My dear Friend, after the cruel facts of Paris, who saw the death of seventeen people, I would like to offer you my following reflections. Primarily an embrace and condolences to  the entire French nation. Someone one day said " I'm don't agree with you, but I would fight to  death  for your right to say it"
 
You see, my friend, I don't agree on what   Charlie Hebdo publish about religious items, even in my youthness I used to like  religious and  political satire, but what Islamic fanatics have done  in Paris last week, at the redactionne of that satirical juornal, reminds me of the great masters of thought of the Enlightenment.

  In Paris the assassins have fired on our history, our culture, our time. I'm Practicing Catholic, but I also believe that's a great value to be able to choose between to believe and not to believe

Islamic terrorists killed the Charlie's vignettistes but  they did not kill the achievements of our civilization and our freedom.  

There is a gap between our culture and  those of the other continents of the world, those of other civilizations of the earth; but if we make a correct comparison we must speak of Christian culture from one hand and Islamic culture on the other.  

And now the question is: who is going to  fill the gap that separates our civilizations?  

I believe that would be a mistake to think that Islamic need to live their own age of Enlightment or, even worse,  than we should give up our achievements of liberty.

  And so? I think we Europeans we must report to the Islamists as Christians: both are civilizations and we must compare, trying to understand each other. I lived in Italy the epic of terrorists; there was, at that time, someone who said that the terrorists were mistaking  companionsI don't know  if also Islamic terrorists are brothers who are wrong (that's a problem to be solved inside the Islamic culture); but I think that we, Europeans, all together, we need to be united to better relate to other cultures.  

Let's adavance with the  European Union, then, my friend. Let's drop the differences e mistrust between us and let's walk all together, not against, but forword to other cultures, affirming and confirming our cultural acquisitions. I embrace you and sent my best wishes for a 2015 full of happiness.