"Grewing up over Sidewalk's Edges", Peru
(Kodachrome 25) Artsediments©2010
(English)
Sometime ago I read a poem that started with the following lines:
"I grew up in street's chasms
over sidewalk's edges..."*
These two lines resonated with me. They reminded me of something, but it took some time to connect the fictional poetic image with the crude real picture I took many years ago. It is disconcerting to understand that sometime the hyperboles used by poets belong to the everyday reality of some of us. A reality that is often beyond imagination, indeed...
*R. Catalano, 'Zaira', 2010.
Sometime ago I read a poem that started with the following lines:
"I grew up in street's chasms
over sidewalk's edges..."*
These two lines resonated with me. They reminded me of something, but it took some time to connect the fictional poetic image with the crude real picture I took many years ago. It is disconcerting to understand that sometime the hyperboles used by poets belong to the everyday reality of some of us. A reality that is often beyond imagination, indeed...
*R. Catalano, 'Zaira', 2010.
(Italian)
Qualche tempo fa ho letto una poesia che iniziava cosi':
"Io sono cresciuta sui crepacci delle strade
ai bordi dei marciapiedi..."*
Queste due strofe in qualche modo mi risuonarono dentro. Mi ricordavano qualcosa, ma ci volle del tempo prima di riuscire a collegare l'immagine poetica con la cruda immagine reale che scattai parecchi anni fa. E' sconcertante comprendere che le iperboli utilizzate dai poeti a volte appartengono alla realtà quotidiana di alcuni di noi. Vero, la realta' oltrepassa spesso l'immaginazione...
*R. Catalano, 'Zaira', 2010.
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