comes from a distant rumble that shakes the earth and frightened souls " the earth trembles, the veins have blood that drips And it fills . Mai event so catastrophic that 80 earthquake, was revived, redesigned, replanted and reported higher levels of compassion and human sympathy, as in this poem Domenico Cipriano . The title is emblematic: " November, and already to read and pronounce the word shiver, because it refers unambiguously to that November, in that sad November 23, so far in some respects, yet so close to our history of men from the south, directly or indirectly to our experience has shown us that the jaws of the earth, made us see death through the eyes of the heart and reason, literally. It could not, a great poet and refined Irpinia and national young but mature in his vision of contemporary poetry, as precisely Domenico Cipriano, avoiding the need, dare I say almost the duty, to "use" the poem, allow me this term in quotes to clarify the concept, to bring us memory, to give life, to humanize it, to sing. We know that the "there" and suggested he was inspired by the imminence of the thirtieth anniversary of that fateful day, ie November 2010, but a good poet and expert on the likes of Domenico Cipriano can do the work of art based on the historical and emotional elements of an event, an event that deeply shocked not only the earth, but especially men. And Cipriano, in his "laboratory" poetic, reconstructs that date, that day of pain, not only revived because it was found there, in those places so badly affected, as a kid (" return to the homes on the ground floor, in the garage / half asleep in the chair, in three days / I grew up, I had more strength and patience "), but also because of its sensitivity, to his great ability to dive with the heart and mind in the ravines and fragments and outs of sentiment and history, investigating and recalling, evaluating and reflecting, " jackals on the remains of houses, among the dead / and stones, but in the cold feed / improvised aid, equipped with force / the same night.. " It is not a guide as a reporter, her, or a cold and scientific essay on historical facts or a story as poignant and detailed it is. " November " by Domenico Cipriano is something more. Precisely because the poem is able to sublimate the whole, raising everything, feeling, sensuality, nature and creation, humans and animals. And the poem Domenico Cipriano is all that is exemplary synthesis of the history of the earthquake, leaving no stone unturned, nothing cast a shadow, but rather emphasizing, though but in the few dense lines, each aspect of social, human, environmental, spiritual. The book is thin, simple, albeit typographically well done and presented. This is in line with the history of the earthquake, which should not be cloaked in false or sparkling rouge: in respect of the fallen and misery, in respect of those who have lost everything. And the cover, always in tune with the content, features rubble. A book that is completely dedicated to the earthquake, and is still totally and symbolically, as well as in the lyrics, the cover and structure. We take it to emphasize our good Domenico Cipriano, in the note at the end of the book, that the poems are 23, as the date of the earthquake, and that every poem, or "room" consists of 7 verses, which, together with the "prologue" at the end of 34 lines, recalls the time: 7:34 pm, and the introduction, "intro" , is 11 verses, as the number of months, in November for the note.
Domenico Cipriano confirmation, with this work, to be a committed and prolific poet, despite having already reached an unquestionable maturity, as we said above, its maturity that the beautiful land of Irpinia projected in the highest circles of contemporary poetry Italian, continues his journey refining the research and development of already established and evident in the mastery of the poetic word and its distinctive stylistic imprint.
" November " by Domenico Cipriano is a work of great value, both for the content strongly reminiscent, both in how it was done, including through a thorough preface of the illustrious Latinist Antonio La Penna , and accompanied by an invaluable CD Music Pippo Pollina , intirolato " Last Flight", in memory of the tragedy of Ustica.
Domenico Cipriano, "November", Transeuropa Editions, 2010. Collection of poems and other writings "unheard."
Joseph Vetromile
19/2/11
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