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To float next to our inner child. To touch him by touching ourselves. To go as far as to lose ourselves into a “border vagueness”, in “the glare of a nebulous frontier”. This is the path between perceptiveness, psychoanalysis and magic which Filippo Parodi has undertaken by revisiting a wearing past, a gloom concealing ego traps and blaming archetypes. And through that darkness, beside the child – first angry, then an encouraging guide – the author walked, until he found a space of possible release. Hence his poetic testimony, almost in direct contact with the rapprochement process (and sometimes reconciliation) with childhood. A writing style more corporeal and immediate than his previous works. A writing in which the ancient desire to take off and play the game, even in the clear awareness of the inescapable travail of existence, resurfaces.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020
Table of Contents
Presentation
Colophon
Page title
Dedication
Author’s premise
Child and I en-chant-ments and a-stonish-ments - Giancarlo Sammito
Epigraph
POEMS
[The poems collected in Flaming Child have no title: the titles listed here are taken from their incipit – the first verse – for editorial needs.]
We met
You challenge my whole chest
Throughout the afternoon
The pie
Under our small soles
Will you get on that
It is in the writing
The Sorceress
The day he was going
Beautiful my child
At the Sorceress
Squeezed in the morning
Punctual
You were born and I desired that!
Voices that
At home
You were going to punch
For sure
She shakes her head, the Sorceress.
I always tell new names
I’m chanting lullabies
At times
You won’t interrupt me
Synthetic on the right
A father
I draw you
I’ve learnt
It seems nearly to slide down
In truth
You would have found yourself
The ancient leitmotiv.
The Sorceress is foaming.
How delightful
GO AHEAD
I am like a tree
A tip-tap made by the Sorceress
The facade
It was just your fantasy
You and I
Children fingers on
We hang
I take you to the woods on Sundays for a stroll,
Some mornings I get up
Author’s note about Tapping
Profile
Acknowledgements
Presentation
Punctual
I’ve partaken
in a past that often seemed
more yours than mine
as not a part of me.
Wandering and asking.
Anyway just there.
In the fog. In the passage.
In the orgasm of the meeting.
To float next to our inner child. To touch him by touching ourselves. To go as far as to lose ourselves into a “border vagueness”, in “the glare of a nebulous frontier”. This is the path between perceptiveness, psychoanalysis and magic which Filippo Parodi has undertaken by revisiting a wearing past, a gloom concealing ego traps and blaming archetypes. And through that darkness, beside the child – first angry, then an encouraging guide – the author walked, until he found a space of possible release. Hence his poetic testimony, almost in direct contact with the rapprochement process (and sometimes reconciliation) with childhood. A writing style more corporeal and immediate than his previous works. A writing in which the ancient desire to take off and play the game, even in the clear awareness of the inescapable travail of existence, resurfaces.
Original title:
Per te soltanto, bambino
Frammenti di emisferi e Tapping-ninne nanne
© 2018 Polimnia Digital Editions s.r.l., via Campo Marzio, 34, 33077 Sacile (PN)
Rewritten in English by Giancarlo Sammito and Filippo Parodi
© 2020 Polimnia Digital Editions s.r.l., via Campo Marzio, 34, 33077 Sacile (PN)
ISBN: 978-88-99193-64-5
ISBN-A: 10.978.8899193/645
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Cover:
Velasco Vitali, Edoardo (2010), oil on canvas (195 x 194 cm.)
Filippo Parodi
Flaming Child
To Maria Neve, Luana and Edgardo
