Thursday, December 24, 2009

Why Does My Breathsmell Like Smoke

SICILY wind turbines or trees ... anywhere else, though. ...





Curzio Malaparte died soon after his return from a trip to China (1957) - where he was received with honor - in what would be his last report.
ill but returned immediately devoted himself to adjust his notes, in a particular state of mind, but frankly understandably impressed by what he saw.
His latest work was published - posthumously - with the title "Me and China"
reviews (after I read them) described the text as an authentic act of love "- to a land and a people perceived with wistful eyes of those who had lived and treated - live - themes often with tragic and bloody war reporter seconded rigor and never give up the sarcasm, sometimes on edge of cynicism
But this time, no.
I read and I was struck the pen was always his spirit was another

He described what has been observed - no more rear of battles - but as a high rampart, unnaturally deep horizons and what he saw, he said by forwarding the charm and grandeur, and even the admiration of a people thousands of years - curve - patience, hard work, resignation. He told
- among other things, that the scheme (the term was another) to a specific region had established that it was necessary to put shelter to the morphological situation of the vast territory hill hairless, as to the absence of vegetation of tall (from ground consisted mainly Cretaceous) aggravated by the lack of rocky buttresses
that region (do not recall the name), he "voted" inevitably to 'flattening to erosion by rain and wind by destination - then - to desertification.
ensued a gargantuan project
. Every inhabitant
native - all - were ordered to plant a tree according to a precise protocol and displacement-
had to impose a pannier on the back, with a jute sack full of ice and a sapling from home; reached the distant location, it was necessary dig, bury the ice and then the tree is assumed that he would survive and sprout, with the reservoir moist.
How was over I do not know. The fact - symbolic - remains.

During World War II - the end - a British commander who led a field of Italian prisoners - in Puglia - asked our soldiers to a singular "collaboration" to which the mass joined.
It was none other than "found" a few miles of coniferous trees along the Adriatic coast.
The work was completed - then we met - is still there - I've seen. (Pine Castellaneta)
I can not remember the name of that officer stranger, but - in tribute and gratitude - and I quote an aphorism that well suits the Anglo-Saxon:

A man, said to be such, must have at least:
or a son, or written a book, or planted a tree


After so much premise does not take long to come easily in the top headline
postulate? That is something the Apennines of our island?

What I rename "Bald Mountain" (Iblei - Peloritani - Madonie)?

? The Greeks found that those heights - forests and fertile?

? Those peaks that all civilizations have occurred only knew how to exploit and never rebuild, reforest? And what of

it was, the barons - from old and neglected hazel - passed to the care of the ax, along with cedar forests cleared to mother earth and yet - the neglected, sacred groves - sprouted but then demoted to the Mediterranean olive and unproductive

E today - all that remains - seasonally - here and there - is burned in the blazing already sacrilegious hands of unknown rogue: Iconoclasts miserable and unholy land


The Tribunes of today, showing up (but looking at their finger), discussing on wind turbines that ... .. territory ... the ugly!

? But they know what they're talking?!

or pretend that we do not know, you do not know, you forget ...

weight, wind turbine blades - yes! - To cover everything, but all of our fund range and have that be the ultimate affront to technological forest and mountains - at least - the wind - have energy. The
little - at worst - and know how to give these children to their land:

"Pale towers, on roots of steel"

Our Island is located in a vice
Squeezed between the two Governments: A comprehensive national

And also (what is much worse), a regional government with special status (which I prefer not to remember the date of foundation) but that is enough to boil the profile highlight the unforgivable omission, for not having achieved provided the most basic applications (statutory and special note) as a regional political price of fuel (which we will extract and refine)
Conversely, there remains the Barbarian poisoning of coastal and seabed mercury
And a lot, but a lot of 'in other damage, such as asbestos in the lungs
Half a century of barren and void of crime without justice

? What about the funds not used and lost as a result of unprecedented inertia and / or administrative and planning sloth?

There would be "unseat" (mass, perhaps with polystyrene to guard) the tenants of the Palazzo d'Orleans, then fasten the door and open it more - By flushing a lot of future to erase the memory.

Even when Sicily has generated them capable, they reneged on their Mother Earth
An example? So - the first that came to mind:

Francesco Crispi
<<<< Nato a Ribera (1818) nel mezzo della Sicilia.
First, Mazzini
participated in the Sicilian revolution of 1848 -
Then, political mind of the "dictatorship" of Garibaldi in the south -
be adhered to the monarchy and became a member: Interior Minister and then President of the Council.
He expressed nationalist and authoritarian tendencies and repressed social movements (beam melting of Sicily and the PSI - 1894) It
voted entirely to serve the Savoy colonial expansion in Ethiopia
The defeat of Adua scored his sunset and left the scene>>

It is incomprehensible how, we, can him dedicated streets and squares, with piaggismo senseless and wasteful bay.
But remarked that it is unfortunate avoidance - today - not cancel -

sang: Sicily ancient land of giants
Ianca salt and niura suli
of malaria and yellow suffuru
cu suli marriage and figs luntani
ca cu vucchi cantanu
and choirs around ciaciunu
A Muntagna about cracks and burnt
... .. and - them in the Turkish navy ... .. SICILY


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TRINACRIA
Banner TRIGAMBE

The Sicilian is recognized and there is justly proud, finding there the fundamental meanings and allegories remote
It 'so nice. But the tribunes
trinarciuti, things change a lot. Unable
has always been to administer the region with virtuosos such methods to gain the respect of the islanders and compete - why not - with the other regions - "frustrate" their term, trusting, and founded on secular - curve - resignation of the people.
were distinct and specialized as perpetual beggars of openings in subsidies to devour gargantuan appetites, without shame, without purpose, without end.
(See Hospital Lentini, started 25 years ago, finished 10 and still open)

The need becomes dependent and weak citizens, which only goes in daily work and do not ever emerge from its problems.
The demagogues - know what - they are always ready to ride the wave of people need to flex the resources and following a recipe for winding obsolete: eat - refer - to define ever. If emergencies occur

series, the Sicilian Tribune, did not hesitate to "change" - any big project in the pipeline - to divert attention for the use of contingent fact (a good excuse) -
(eg The bridge over the Strait of Messina is called periodically in error, as a lever "ad acta")
Then everything goes up in smoke - with biblical times - almost always with enucleation of unfinished works. We pass
- more usually - always asking new appropriations to the National Government (the Regional Banks have always empty and carefully) and the game resumes: how to schedule
What is left to ordinary people but to submit and "maybe" as critical mass and shield in hand and the hand to turn to journeyman

The need any virtue in the dark in the anguish of those who need it.

is left to do, folds the paper ... .... you go to play the Lotto

But, who always rides this bad habit, he would have won the right to take a particular - just - banner connotative:

a Trinacria three arms and hands outstretched
- ask -
- Trinacria



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they say: better to dispute, that negligible
But .... if we start from irrelevant ?.....


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TIDE




the night without a light - it's like a long sigh
The mother water expands and stretches the bosoms
The wind above the plane wave - it caresses the shoreline

the first Forward - wet kiss on the sand that stretches
A limit new designs are already on the edge and the large lip retracts
One more kiss - the longer and deeper - a new line - ansata

The land yields its limits - the sea advances - recedes -
recedes - forward. ... dance ...
Cowgirl on the floor - steps up and set the steep cliff -
Land and Sea - eternal caress

The boats vary in the dock - more tense the moorings -
earth and the sea gently love and renewed harmony limits
In sigh of wind extinguished the last caress
The sea draws back - seems to disappear

The wind knows - always - and touches the ground wave and confirms
Tomorrow - again - tomorrow and beyond
Again and again .... again ....

A glimmer of moonlight illuminates the sea
White appears motionless
gull wing expanse - the other glued to the body
The bill as anchor in the sand

The sea took him to the ground last
Tomorrow I will resume
Forever

by WORDS A DENSE: Cammisa

Blockage In My Puppy's Belly

VISPA TERESA BELOW THE PROPOSED TRILUSSA (found by PAUL Granzotto)





<<< Se questa è la storia - che sanno a memoria - i bimbi d’un anno - pochissimi sanno - che cosa le avvenne - quand’era ventenne

A day of celebration - the lively Teresa - leaving the church - who raised her dress - to be VISION - chiffonne socks - that all women -
delighted

the painter Armando - seeing beautiful - the churches please - to a model
Teresa blushed but said it - "You will?" - "I'll come" - But badi.però ..
"Word of honor" - said the painter

The following day - the artist Armando - shaking trembling - the new conquest - said with a stretch -
"I have taken, I have taken you" But he

pleading - Teresa shouted - "Come on, you're hurting me - the backbone - let me, that I am a child of God - If you have any program - talk to mother"
this threat - Armando trembled, - ... opened his arms - but that remained

Lost honor, lost the estimate - the lively Teresa, - more lively than before - not at all sorry - not at all confused - he realized that love - is only an excuse.

For nearly thirty years - was loved by many - including young and old - including obscure and famous, - the lively Teresa - was taken and retaken -
and more nimble - and suffering offer themselves -
(the woman's 'offers - if the apostrophizes them - has every interest - to say that she suffers)

But come to fifty - with the broken-hearted soul, - his face a little stained
- with the rest a little fake - for get off the hook - the next few ailments - Opened a shop - of salt. and tobacco

One day a customer - asking a cigar, - held out his hand - ... so ... random - Teresa took it. shook it and asked
I want to marry? But he would do a deal
back - said: "No, no - Living, smoking, - what harm will I do?"
Confused and repented - Teresa blushed, - parted fingers - and that he fled

And now Teresa, - really sorry - that does not have a thought: go to church

With the weary soul - he sits and tobacco offering to the Lord - the remains of a heart - which beats the weak. But often staring

- Lost his eye - the yellow dust that remains on the finger - it seems the detritus - of that butterfly - that one day snatch - clasping hands.

So, as then, - Teresa suffering - the innocent voice - who prays and implores, "Please leave me: I - I am a child of God"
"It was a beautiful event! - Sighs Teresa - sniffing the socket - which goes up the nose - but if I'm not Leste - I lose even this "

It smells and refuses - coughing and sneezing: - the nose is a trumpet - that rings and echoes - and it seems the echo - you throw the waste ...
Between a gush and a regret, - between a puff and an excipient, - The lively Teresa ... Let's leave her there >>>>>

We understand that from a mile away Trilussa did not know how to conclude the adventures of not more lively Teresa But we certainly do not blame daughters
PAUL Granzotto

Emigrating To Australia With Health Problems

LIGHT! HOUSTON AND THE EAGLE '


Without realizing I have come to expect much this Christmas ......... but then when the time comes you forget what a 'needed to be done, however, also .............. 2009 is going to be archived, do the best wishes especially to myself, never again 'I thought to get to the end of 2009 with a budget so' positive .......... I found myself alone in a dark wood and nobody gave me the advice ....... now I'm still in the forest wild and hard that renews the fear in my heart ...... but they are not 'just me and this place is changing the way evdere things .................... armstrong as if I were on board the LEM .............. quell'allunaggio sintetizzavail work thousands of people ............ that descent said that sometimes in life worth getting up from his chair and begin to fly, no matter if the lemma allunera 'but we must try to turn the five reactors of the space missile ................. I started in 2009 tired and disappointed in April I began to realize that maybe it was not so 'impossible to become a reality' and a professional ambition ......... poi.a May stumble into a smile that has changed my life .... ......... and now for my friends and 'always dawn! Cosi' my friends I left full of hopes eager to break away from the old earth and the moon was like magic! was the radiant light of a dawn shining on my face! Houston eagle and 'landed