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Commentary on the collection of love poems "Shivers of Light - Love story in verse"
In the poem by Angelo Francesco Nardelli is the complete negation of any realistic or naturalistic. Even love, which is obvious by nature seeks its fulfillment in sexual activity, is not substantially experienced in this work in its sensual dimension.
Oh is not that they lack erotic situations. Not missing eyes, hair that can be played, the obsessions of the blood, the fire that heats the meat moans of love, convulsive movements of the body, hands touching, warmth of the clothes, tingling of the lips, the sound of feet on street, but the details are in the physical poetry of Francis Angelo Nardelli embedded in contexts that move the other sensory images to meaning, alluding, I believe, to a metaphysical view not only of love but of the world, of life, Death.
The same is also immaterial in the landscape, even in places of time and space. Also here ever emerge landscapes, isolated elements, whose connotation visual and sound is not a mere object of the senses, sight and hearing, but always a metaphor and symbol, referring the reader's mind to another.
This is because for Nardelli, and is a topic all modern things have their own voice and mysterious secret, and if we are able to listen to inner voice grasp of things. We read a few verses of poetry exonerates you, beloved, the trail master.
Exonerates you, beloved, path master
who brought enlightenment to know your unknown:
the mystery substance that engulfs
beyond the limits of useless appearances.
Here's that sense knowledge is appearance, useless. And more.
Those voices in the land leads her breast
and awakens to waves of wind
To Kill a Mockingbird.
Here's how nature speaks to those who know how to listen. And if you want to understand these rumors of secret things, if you want to capture light of the mystery in which we sink, then the senses are not adequate tools, do not take us beyond the limits of useless pervenze.
At most, dare I say, the senses are transformed in the poem by Angelo Francesco Nardelli in pure perceptual functions of the soul.
Nardelli poet does not see with their eyes and hear with your hearing. He dreams and selects its elements. There are sunrises and sunsets, which do not arise and decline. The waves of the sea are expected, because I bring a sign true / drifting. Some stretches of green fields are actually intact and refrigerate the swamp, from which emerges a surreal shrine of bones, is obviously a metaphor for the corruption wrought by time, and wasting.
Even Egnatia, which is the only geographical location is not imaginary, because there is, and who are dedicated two poems in this book, is a mental place, from which they emerge only derelict tombs, altar, carved in the walls of nothing. And if the herbs beat the tops / the reverse of fate, ie in the direction determined by fate and the stars if you blow on the grain / dewdrops, then I wonder: what is the "where" of these events if they thought not the poet's soul?
And more. What is the "when" of an evening or a night? We read a few verses of poetry later.
My heart goes to sleep
Slowly flight of sparrows
just concluded. It is evening?
No. It is night? No. There is only
one takes the darkness that the light
the sun.
Then the evening is evening. The night is night. What really matters in this context is the dark, which is a metaphor not only the absence of light, but the absence of love reciprocated, the absence of joy and finally the absence of poetic inspiration. In fact, a little 'further down the same poem says later even the words / will not and I will remain / closed mouth in amazement.
Taken from the introduction of Prof. Mauro De Pasquale, who oversaw the presentation February 14, 2009, on the feast of St. Valentine.
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