the blog of the reading group and home address change: now we are at http / /: gruppodilettura.wordpress.com
just to announce that the blog df moves. The new address is http://gruppodilettura.wordpress.com. As with all moving for a few days there will be a bit 'confused and missing some pieces. Be patient. The new house is more functional, more efficient, easier to find and - hopefully - more inclined to accommodate new contributions of friends, fellow travelers, and so critical. is in the form of commentators, both in the form of authors.
"(...) When you look at the sky you are aware of looking at the stars that are far away hundreds and thousands of light years. Some of those stars no longer exist because their light It took so long to get to us now that have died, or went off and were broken in so many red dwarfs. Reflecting on these things makes me feel small, and if one has some difficulty in life is nice to think that these problems can be defined negligible, ie they are so insignificant as not to be taken into account during the calculation. (...)" Mark Haddon, "The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night," Einaudi, 2003 Here is the plot, taken from www.internetbookshop.it : "When he discovers the corpse of Wellington, the neighbor's dog, the young Christopher Boone understands to be in front one of those mysteries that his hero, Sherlock Holmes, was so good to solve. And start writing a book, putting together the clues of the case from his point of view. A point of view a bit 'special, because Christopher suffers from Asperger Syndrome, a form of autism, and has a very problematic relationship with the world. Investigating the murder of the dog, Christopher begins to shed light on a mystery even more important that concerns him closely. As her mother died? Because her father did not want him to ask questions to neighbors? To answer, Christopher will have to undertake an initiatory journey to places and situations hardly tolerable for him, landing in a kind of adulthood, proud of able to move into the world of the other noisy and chaotic. " I really like ... it is original, both as a language than as a story, and really exciting! I recommend it, really! Ilaria.
Saturday, September 29, Arco di Trento met for the first time a bit '(all? Some?) A group of Italian reading. A practice, that of reading "shared" that is spreading in Italy, with different characteristics than those of countries like the United States but also with some difference in regard to Spain. The meeting was very rich and interesting. We will try to post neiprossimi to account for some of the themes and issues.
I do not know why, but in recent weeks continue to listen to this gem of Bob Marley. So, here's a version on YouTube videos and text. A link on this Hype_Machine , you can listen to some 'versions of the song.
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REDEMPTION song Words by Bob Marley
Old pirates yes they rob I Sold I to the merchant ships Minutes after they took I from the Bottom less pit But my hand was made strong By the hand of the almighty We forward in this generation triumphantly All I ever had is songs of freedom Won't you help to sing these songs of freedom Cause all I ever had redemption songs, redemption songs
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery None but ourselves can free our minds Have no fear for atomic energy Cause none of them can stop the time How long shall they kill our prophets While we stand aside and look Some say it's just a part of it We've got to fulfill the book
Won't you help to sing, these songs of freedom Cause all I ever had, redemption songs, redemption songs, redemption songs
Emancipate yourselves from mental slavery None but ourselves can free our minds Have no fear for atomic energy Cause none of them can stop the time How long shall they kill our prophets While we stand aside and look Yes some say it's just part of it We've got to fulfill the book
Won't you help to sing, these songs of freedom Cause all I ever had, redemption songs All I ever had, redemption songs These songs of freedom, songs of freedom
Ieri in libreria ho comprato l'ennesimo libro di Joyce Carol Oates. Ormai potrete pensare che sia maniaca, ed è vero: voglio averli tutti . Comunque, scrivo qui per riportarvi la bellissima dedica di questo libro, *Mother, missing":
last time Last time you see someone and you don't know it will be the last time. And all that you know now, if only you'd known then. But you didn't know, and now it's too late. And you tell yourself How could I have known, I could not have known . You tell yourself.
This is my story of missing my mother. One day, in a way unique to you, it will be your story, too.
Touching, is not it? The book was published by Harper Perennial , in a beautiful necklace with an extensive appendix of information: interviews with the author, biography, bibliography, similar books, and so on. There is also a list of the eleven favorite books of Joyce Carol Oates, who for the record are: 1. The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson 2. Ulysses, James Joyce 3. Moby Dick, Herman Melville 4. Walden, Henry David Thoreau 5. Madame Bovary, Gustave Flaubert 6. The sound and the fury , William Faulkner 7. The Odyssey, Homer 8. The Turn of the Screw, Henry James 9. Collected Stories of Franz Kafka 10. King Lear, William Shakespeare 11. Collected Stories of DH Lawrence
E '* * comforting to note that I have read only 2 out of 11 ...
