15/12/02

13:29pm


UN PIZZICO DI LETTERATURA NON FA MALE.


Fierezza spagnola.


... Clara s`inoltro` per la prima verso il fratello.

- Juanito, gli disse, abbi pieta` del mio poco coraggio, comincia da me. In quel momento si udirono i passi precipitati di un uomo. Vittore giunse sul luogo del supplizio. Clara era gia` inginocchiata e il suo collo bianco attendeva la scimitarra. L`ufficiale impallidi`, ma ebbe l`energia di accorrere in tempo.

- Il generale ti concede la vita, se vuoi sposarmi, le disse a bassa voce. La spagnola lancio` all`ufficiale uno sguardo di disprezzo e di fierezza.

- Andiamo, Janito, disse con un suono di voce profondo. La sua testa rotolo` ai piedi di Vittore. La marchesa di Leganes si lascio` sfuggire un moto convulto, udendo quel suono: fu il sono segno del suo dolore.

- Va bene cosi`, mio buon Janito? chiede il piccolo Manuel al fratello.

- Ah, tu piangi, Miriquita! disse Janito alla sorella.

- Oh, si` rispose la fanciulla. Penso a te, mio povero Juanito! Sarai ben infelice senza di noi.

La grande figura del marchese apparve. Guardo` il sangue dei figli, si volse agli spettatori muti e immobili e disse con voce forte: "Spagnoli, do` a mio figlio la paterna benedizione! Ora, marchese, colpisci senza paura, tu sei senza macchia."

Ma quando Janito vide la madre avvicinarsi sostenuta dal confessore, "Mi ha partorito!" esclamo`.

La sua voce straqppo` un grido d`orrore all`assemble. Il rumore del festino e le grida gioiose degli ufficiali tacquero a quel terribile clamore. La marchesa, comprendendo che il coraggio del figlio era esaurito, si lancio` a capofitto al di la` della balaustrata e ando` a spezzarsi la testa sulle rocce. Un grido di ammirazione si innalzo`. Juanito cadde svenuto.


...//Balzac da EL VERDUGO - CENTO SCRITTORI dal mondo moderno e contemporaneo - Palumbo pp.77-77


HOW ARE YOU LIQUIDATOR WHO THINKS THAT YOU CAN ENTER MY FAMILY`S LIFE IN SUCH A THOUNDEROUS MANNER?

HOW ARE YOU PRIESTS WHO CAN PRESCRIBE A WOMAN TO BE MARRIED TO A DIVORCEE?

HOW ARE YOU LORD JESUS CHRIST?

voglio ubbriacarmi di te vino inebriante

voglio camminare ad occhi chiusi

luce che estasia

voglio cantare d`amore

cuore che trepida

ED ORA CHE TI HO LODATO

MI VUOI PROTEGGERE????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????



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THE STRING


In my dream I saw the string

nylon and finely compact.

The Greek has decided

to call it quits

and get me stretched.


They have tried it once

by his order

It failed because

there was still a bit of order

All is collapsed now

The "DELITTO PERFETTO"

has to be activated

or the Liquidator will loose his face

and that will be highly unappreciated.


When will it be?

Will it be a lebanese

or an indian

to do the deed?

A stooge will be sent

to perform your action.


Stamp your feet, and

break the floor,

I am unmoved, I am still, I am DEAD.


But as dead as I may be

I walk, I talk,

I sing, I love

to haunt you

and your FOLLOWERS

greek junk with the face

soiled of dung...


THE STRING WAS IN THE HAND AND BEING MEASURED BY THE GREEK STOOGE, BUT WHO GETS TO BE SO LUCKY IN PUTTING IT AROUND MY NECK?


In my dream I heard someone say:

"We do not want her dead, otherwise all she have will go to her cousins in Argentina, we have to make sure that she doesn`t kill herself... we have to place her with a good ITALIAN FAMILY and we have to model her up... her brain we mean... to like... SEX AND BE A SEX ADDICT... this is the only way we can walk scott free... and with our face clean..., we`ve go to do this..."


DEPARTMENT OF SCHOOL EDUCATION, I LOVE YOU... DO YOU LOVE ME TOO...


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I HAVE THE RIGHT TO GO ANYWHERE I WANT AND STILL TO DEMAND TO BE TREATED WITH RESPECT ... that is for the stalker...

for the liquidator... I came to you for work...

for the police... I came to you for justice...

for the principal... I came to you so that you could teach your clients to understand that that is a school not a pub... to my brother... I came to you because my mother told me that my brother will always be there for me... sorry I made a mistake... I didn`t realise that when a brother marries then the wife takes over and the sister becomes the intruder... who need ask permission to talk to her own flesh and blood.


I have the right to go anywhere, TO ASK FOR JOBS, to work, to look after my things...PSYCHIATRISTS STOP KILLING... YOU HAVEN`T GRASPED WHAT BEING A DOCTOR IS... GO AND LEARN. AND LEAVE THE GOOD HEALTH PEOPLE ALONE.