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martedì 2 maggio 2023

Nostalgic soul

 


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Exile as a fugitive

I crave my eternal home!

Call me in your home

Nostalgia soul

‘cause I’m a suffering tree

Far from his own land!

Call me at your home

For I haven’t  got enough bread

And drinking wine

In the arid table of my life!

I am an exiled fugitive

Who longs for his eternal home.

sabato 29 aprile 2023

But you keep on singing

 


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Tie me, like Ulysses,

I do not want to  run away

Though I want to hear her song!

Please set me free o Lord!

And you keep on  singing!

      I don’t like your sins

     Yet I long for the

     Flames of your eyes

      for the thrills of  my restless soul! 

        And I beg you: please, don’t stop singing.

sabato 30 luglio 2016

Forty years ago


Forty years ago, more and less, I was leaving home. I had London in my mind and a lot of dreams in my head.

My mother cried after my departure, complaining with father that I had left because I didn't have enough money for myself, or may be not enough appreciation. As a matter of fact it was hard, in those days, to find my own place in a pathriarcal family like mine was; I was the  sixth of eleven sons, the older brothers all engaged in the family commercial activity, and the youngers still at school; I have been the first in my family, as far as our living memory arrives, to start university and not alawys my fatigues were valueted for what they were (and they still are for those who have a full time engagement at University).

But it was not that. It might also have been that situation but there was a force inside my soul that pushed me away to travel around, to make aknowledge of the things of the world.

The same force that compelled my daughter. 

Now she's in London, spending  summer time, bound to attend at University in September.

I didn't find what I was looking for in London though I remember meeting a lot of good people over there.

And after London I tried to peace my search of unkown travelling around for a while before getting back home and finish my University.

That's what makes a great difference between my own story and that of my daughter. She's registered at University over there and there she will be searching, I might suppose, her future.

Yet it's a strange feeling, after almost forty years,  to see my daughter facing in London her lot.

Good luck my dear and might God watch after you.



sabato 18 gennaio 2014

Dante's Ulysses





 –  Inferno Canto XXVI-

“When I left Circe who more than a year
   retained me over there close to Gaeta
long before Aeneas came  there
 giving the place that name,
   not fondness for my son, nor pity
on my old father, nor Penelope`s claim
to the joys of conjugal love,
   could overcome  in my mind the lust
 to get  experienced of  the whole world
and  all  human faults and virtues,
   and  I turned into the large and open sea
with just one  ship and only those few comrades
who  did not desert me. 
   I saw  both shores as far as Morocco
 and as far as Spain and I saw Sardinia
and the other islands  washed by that sea.
  I and my  comrades were old  and worn
when we sailed  into the narrow pass
where Hercules rose his columns
  warning all men not to go further,
already I had left Ceuta on the left,
Seville now sank behind me on the right.
  “Comrades,” I said, “who through a hundred thousand
perils have reached the West, in the short time
we have still left of our lives
   let us   not deny  ourselves  to experience
 the uninhabited world  following the course
of the sun where it set.
   Consider your origin! You were not born
to live your lives like brutes,
but to  follow the path of virtue and knowledge!”
   With this brief exhortation I made my men
so eager for the voyage I could hardly
have held them back if I changed my mind,
   and turning our stern toward morning,
we bore southwest out of the  known world ,
making wings of our oars for our fool`s flight.
   The night  showed already   all the constellations
 of the other hemisphere and our pole
 had so declined that it did not rise out of its ocean bed.
    Five times  the  moon’s face
 had brightened  and as many time  waned
since we had started our voyage
   when   a mountain appeared to us 
so far that it  looked dark,  a peak so tall
I doubted any man had seen the like.
   We cheered  and  soon we cried
because  a whirl broke hard
upon our ship from the new land:
   three times it turned over and over the ship
 in the wave ,  at fourth the poop rose
 and the bow went down, as Somebody wished
      till the sea closed over us.”

English Translation by Angelo Ruggeri

lunedì 6 gennaio 2014

Ulysses in the time



Ulysses is may be the best known myth of Ancient Greece. His personality has fascinated all the great writers all over the times  in the western culture from Dante to Joyce.
His original characters are depicted in the Homer's epic poems Iliad and Odyssey.
In the first, though the central role is played by monolithic epic warriors like Achilles, Agamemnon and Menelaus, emerges his cunning and his courage, jointly with his prudence and wisdom.
 In the second, where he plays an absolutely main role, hits mostly his curiosity, his bravery and craving of knowledge but also his  misfortunes and disgraces (po’lymetis and po’lytlas are the two Greek  words that connote and mark his character soon in the incipit of Homer's late masterpiece).
Ulysses, with his anxiety of knowledge, sometimes even against the Greek’s gods will, reminds in someway to the biblical account of Adam and Eve, who tasted against the God’s prohibition the fruit of the tree of knowledge.
We cannot be sure that Homer (or better the more ancient traditions that the classic fonts assign conventionally to his collection) was influenced by the direct vision of the biblical reports; but we can neither exclude it utterly, so mysterious and intricate are the contaminations between different cultures, all over the human history.
But in the Ulysses of Dante we can notice that jointing with the Greek-roman tradition, the new Jewish-Christian vision prevails on the eldest basic  characters: in the XXVI Canto of Dante’s Comedy, the immortal Greek hero doesn’t follow the knowledge at any rate, but his intentions are moved for thirst of “virtues and knowledge”. That’s what we read in the Ulysses prolusion to his mates “You were not born for living like brutes/ but for following virtues and knowledge”.
As matter of fact Dante puts his Ulysses with the cheating advisers (jointly with Diomedes) and not with the Angels rebelled against God (though we must observe that they are nevertheless very close each other, in the bottom of the horrible hell).
In other words we can say that modern western culture accepts the Dante’s vision of the Inferno’s Ulysses.
The rebellion against God is therefore reserved to Adam and Eve and to the Angels who fought against God for supremacy; Ulysses is the positive hero whose anxiety of knowledge is to be framed in the quest of God; or at least that’s the positive idea that western culture accepts unanimously now days.

This perspective of Ulysses‘ myth is also accepted by the graduated poet, the English Alfred Tennyson.

Totally opposite is instead the vision given by Irish writer James Joyce in his controversial novel Ulysses.

Ulysses chronicles the passage of Leopold Bloom through Dublin during an ordinary day, 16 June 1904 (conventionally the day Joyce's married  his  wife, Nora Barnacle).

The  novel establishes a series of parallels between its characters and events and those of the poem (Leopold Bloom corresponds  to Ulysses, Molly Bloom to Penelope, and Stephen Dedalus to Telemachus).

Ulysses  is divided into eighteen episodes. Since publication, the book has been a highly regarded novel in the Modernist pantheon.

In 1998, the Modern Library ranked Ulysses first on its list of the 100 best English-language novels of the 20th century. Joyce fans worldwide now celebrate 16 June as Bloomsday.

It's useful to describe now the equivalence between the epic's characters and the main  subjects in the modern  Joyce's Ulysses. As everyone knows the three main characters in the Irish novel are Bloom, his wife Molly and Stephen Dedalus (a sort of autobiographic profile, already featuring in a previous author's novel as The portrait of an artist as a young man). The story establishes a series of parallels between its characters and events and those of the Homeric's poem:  Leopold Bloom corresponds to Odysseus, Molly Bloom to Penelope, and Stephen Dedalus to Telemachus.
It could  have  been very  hard to find a real coincidence in the two stories (the Homeric and the Joycean) if Joyce himself had not given a precise, peculiar imprint in that direction. As matter of fact James Joyce divided his novel into 18 different episodes, each one reminding the Homeric's Ulysses events. But while the Homeric hero lives those events through a ten years journey all over the mediterranean basin, Bloom, Molly and Stephen are shown to the reader featuring all over a single day in Dublin.
We cannot correctly understand the Joyce's work, if we don't sight it in the right  frame of the  cultural background of the Joycean's times.
The Irish writer lives and creates in the same period of Picasso decomposing  reality into the cubism painting technique. In the same time that Dadaism cries out its anti-war politics through a rejection against the war and the bourgeois way of thinking and behaving both in its  political and colonialist approaches.
May be right title for the Joyce's opus could be "The hidden side of the Homeric  hero Ulysses" also considering the probable freudian influence on the literature and arts in the same Joyce's epoch.


In fact the Ulysses' stream-of-consciousness technique, make me think that Freud’s  concepts of the conscious, primary process and dreams can help illuminate Joyce's characters.

As matter of fact, in the first two decades of the XX century, ‘the stream of consciousness’ writing  technique finds several followers, such as Marcel Proust in France and Italo Svevo in Italy (besides Joyce himself).
The great, innovative  discovery of these  three novelists, has been to  turn fiction from the external to internal reality.
Of course you might like or not Joyce’s novel (its reading being so difficult and hard, though joyful and agreeable in certain pages, where humor and nonsense prevail on the apparent leisure of the full contest),  and so,  still prefer the myth as Homer has engraved it in his unforgettable masterpiece, but Joyce’s Ulysses is already like a shadow who will follow forever the Greek myth of Odysseus.