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Antologia personale
Il volume ripropone l'"autoantologia" curata dallo stesso Caproni nel 1976 per la collana "I Garzanti per tutti", arricchita di una scelta di poesie tratte dalle raccolte successive (Il franco cacciatore, 1982; Erba francese, 1983; Il conte di Kevenhüller, 1987; Resamissa, 1991). La selezione è stata curata da Stefano Verdino, a partire dalle indicazioni e dalle preferenze espresse dall'autore in alcuni scritti e ne risulta un ritratto fedele del poeta, in versi dalla pronuncia originale e inconfondibile, capaci di profondità e leggerezza, dramma e ironia. La nuova edizione è corredata da un commento che, raccolta per raccolta, guida il lettore alla comprensione dei motivi ispiratori, delle tecniche espressive e dei momenti più significativi dell'avventura umana e poetica di Caproni.
- GenresPoetry
Paperback
Published November 30, 2017
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About the author
Giorgio Caproni
87 books22 followersGiorgio Caproni (Livorno, 7 January 1912 – 22 January 1990, Rome) was an Italian poet, literary critic and translator, especially from French.
Caproni left Livorno at the age of ten to complete his primary studies in Genoa, where he studied first music, then literature, and where he wrote his first poems. After participating in World War II as a member of the Italian resistance movement, he spent many years as an elementary school teacher.
In 1945, he went to Rome, where he contributed to a number of journals; besides poetry he also wrote criticism and novellas and contributed translations. His book Il passaggio di Enea collected all of his poems written to 1956 and reflected his experiences in combat during World War II and serving with the Resistance. He also oversaw a series of translations of foreign works, chief among which was Mort à crédit by Louis-Ferdinand Céline.
In 1959, Caproni and fellow poets Antonio Seccareccia, Elio Filippo Accrocca, and Ugo Royal began the Frascati National Poetry Prize, an annual poetry competition for previously unpublished works. The annual prize began as a cask of wine; in 1974, it was changed to a cash prize of 1,000,000 Italian lire.
Caproni's poetry touches on a number of recurring themes, most notably Genoa, his mother and birthplace, and travel, and combines a sense of refinement in both meter and style to immediacy and clarity of feeling.
Caproni left Livorno at the age of ten to complete his primary studies in Genoa, where he studied first music, then literature, and where he wrote his first poems. After participating in World War II as a member of the Italian resistance movement, he spent many years as an elementary school teacher.
In 1945, he went to Rome, where he contributed to a number of journals; besides poetry he also wrote criticism and novellas and contributed translations. His book Il passaggio di Enea collected all of his poems written to 1956 and reflected his experiences in combat during World War II and serving with the Resistance. He also oversaw a series of translations of foreign works, chief among which was Mort à crédit by Louis-Ferdinand Céline.
In 1959, Caproni and fellow poets Antonio Seccareccia, Elio Filippo Accrocca, and Ugo Royal began the Frascati National Poetry Prize, an annual poetry competition for previously unpublished works. The annual prize began as a cask of wine; in 1974, it was changed to a cash prize of 1,000,000 Italian lire.
Caproni's poetry touches on a number of recurring themes, most notably Genoa, his mother and birthplace, and travel, and combines a sense of refinement in both meter and style to immediacy and clarity of feeling.
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September 23, 2025
non so se ora lo amo come quando ho iniziato a leggerlo o se lo odio perché ora dovrei aver capito tutto alla perfezione
postscript. Verdetto: è amore vero, il mio.
ecco un piccolo gioiello (Ad Portam Inferi è troppo lunga)
Rivedo il tuo paese
di sassi rossi - le sere
così acute negli occhi,
tra i pini e le specchiere
celesti.
Rivedo
i tuoi netti confini
d'iridata fanciulla
- il fuoco sulla bocca
d'una chiusa rincorsa.
Rivedo la tua rocca
distrutta - i tuoi primi
passi, dove la strada
dissentita trabocca.
postscript. Verdetto: è amore vero, il mio.
ecco un piccolo gioiello (Ad Portam Inferi è troppo lunga)
Rivedo il tuo paese
di sassi rossi - le sere
così acute negli occhi,
tra i pini e le specchiere
celesti.
Rivedo
i tuoi netti confini
d'iridata fanciulla
- il fuoco sulla bocca
d'una chiusa rincorsa.
Rivedo la tua rocca
distrutta - i tuoi primi
passi, dove la strada
dissentita trabocca.
Displaying 1 of 1 review