"All this he saw, for one moment breathless and intense, vivid on the morning sky; and still, as he looked, he lived; and still, as he lived, he wondered."
Cara Trenitalia, Quando ero ragazza, ogni tanto mi capitava di prendere il treno da Milano a Tirano, per raggiungere i miei genitori in vacanza sul lago. È un viaggio verso nord, attraverso la Brianza Felix, che molto presto trasforma la campagna in una collina boscosa e...
A few nights ago, there I was at one of my favourite pubs (it's this one, in case I'm found dead in a ditch), when an elderly guy approached me. I was sitting at a table, which is uncommon for me, because I had my...
Disclaimer. Before you continue reading, I’d like to point out that this post isn’t in any way aimed at saying that someone didn’t do their job, and I sincerely hope no one gets in trouble because of this. This is just meant to uplift you,...
Yeah, I know, I know, it doesn't make much sense to do this "new year's resolution" thing and bla bla bla, but one has to pick landmarks to measure the flowing of time, and a new year is as good a tool as any. I'm getting...
Non Teresa ma romarie, sempre, sempre romarie, come nella community, così nel quotidiano di un pranzo autunnale, nell’intimità di un addobbo natalizio, nella serenità di una passeggiata nei boschi. Silenziosa come un macigno, piccola e potente come un sigaro toscano, con giudizi svelti e pesanti,...
Bari Vecchia is salt and light and stone, and the hum of open doors. The levante moves through the alleys like a familiar song, the same wind that crosses the sea to cities I’ve loved on the other shore. It carries the scent of food,...
On Monday morning, I was travelling for work and I didn't know if and when I'd be able to get home. It eventually took me around 12 hours for a 1-hour journey by train, because Italy was holding a general strike for Gaza. It involved...
And I don't mean "you get slightly dizzy", nor do I mean motion sickness, which is signalled at the entrance of the attractions but it's a totally different thing: I mean a grip to your stomach when the attraction climbs upwards and a voice in...
Last night I dreamt I was back in Jerusalem. I was wandering the streets at night, it was late, and yet the air was thick with heat and sweat. The alleys were as deserted as they get, the only movement was the shimmering of the...
