{"id":1184,"date":"2011-01-14T22:02:11","date_gmt":"2011-01-14T21:02:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poetapazzo.wordpress.com\/?page_id=1184"},"modified":"2024-03-29T21:32:59","modified_gmt":"2024-03-29T20:32:59","slug":"esser-poeti","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/?page_id=1184","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;Esser Poeti &#8230;&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<table width=\"999\" border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"2\" cellspacing=\"0\">\n<tbody>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/eugenio-montale.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/eugenio-montale.jpg\" alt=\"Eugenio-Montale-Foto-da-www.ultreya.it \" width=\"400\" height=\"525\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-3451\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/eugenio-montale.jpg 400w, https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/eugenio-montale-229x300.jpg 229w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 400px) 100vw, 400px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"999\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">L&#8217;esser poeti non \u00e8 un vanto.<br \/>\n\u00c8 solo un vizio di natura.<br \/>\nUn peso che s&#8217; ingroppa<br \/>\ncon paura.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">Eugenio Montale, da <em>Diario Postumo<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-top:100px;\">\n<table width=\"999\" border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"2\" cellspacing=\"0\">\n<tbody>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/salvatore-quasimodo.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/salvatore-quasimodo.jpg\" alt=\"Salvatore-Quasimodo-Foto-Wikipedia\" width=\"253\" height=\"348\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-3452\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/salvatore-quasimodo.jpg 253w, https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/salvatore-quasimodo-218x300.jpg 218w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 253px) 100vw, 253px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"999\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">&#8220;La poesia \u00e8 la rivelazione di un sentimento<br \/>\nche il poeta crede che sia personale e interiore,<br \/>\nche il lettore riconosce come proprio.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\"><em>Salvatore Quasimodo<\/em> <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-top:100px;\">\n<table width=\"999\" border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"2\" cellspacing=\"0\">\n<tbody>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/gibran-kahlil-gibran.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/gibran-kahlil-gibran.jpg\" alt=\"Gibran-Kahlil-Gibran-Foto-Wikipedia\" width=\"242\" height=\"347\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-3453\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/gibran-kahlil-gibran.jpg 242w, https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/gibran-kahlil-gibran-209x300.jpg 209w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 242px) 100vw, 242px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"999\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">Non sono n\u00e9 un artista n\u00e9 un poeta.<br \/>\nHo trascorso i miei giorni scrivendo e dipingendo,<br \/>\nma non sono in sintonia<br \/>\ncon i miei giorni e le mie notti.<br \/>\nSono una nube,<br \/>\nuna nube che si confonde con gli oggetti,<br \/>\nma ad essi mai si unisce.<br \/>\nSono una nube,<br \/>\ne nella nube \u00e8 la mia solitudine,<br \/>\nla mia fame e la mia sete.<br \/>\nLa calamit\u00e0 \u00e8 che la nube, la mia realt\u00e0,<br \/>\nanela di udire qualcun altro che dica:<br \/>\n\u201dNon sei solo in questo mondo<br \/>\nma siamo due, insieme,<br \/>\ne io so chi sei tu.\u201d <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/kahlil-gibran.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/kahlil-gibran.jpg?w=150\" alt=\"Kahlil Gibran\" width=\"150\" height=\"79\" class=\"alignleft size-thumbnail wp-image-3454\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-top:200px;\">\n<table width=\"999\" border=\"0\" cellpadding=\"2\" cellspacing=\"0\">\n<tbody>\n<a href=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/lawrence-ferlinghetti.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/03\/lawrence-ferlinghetti.jpg\" alt=\"Lawrence Ferlinghetti\" width=\"200\" height=\"167\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-3455\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<tr>\n<td valign=\"top\" width=\"999\"><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">&#8220;Art has to make it on its own,<br \/>\nwithout explanations,<br \/>\nand it\u2019s the same for poetry.<br \/>\nIf the poem or the painting has to be explained,<br \/>\nthen it\u2019s a failure in communication.&#8221; <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\">(L&#8217;arte deve farcela da sola,<br \/>\nsenza spiegazioni,<br \/>\ne lo stesso vale per la poesia.<br \/>\nSe la poesia o il dipinto devono essere spiegati,<br \/>\nallora \u00e8 un fallimento della comunicazione.) <\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-left:0px;\"><em>Lawrence Ferlinghetti <\/em><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"padding-top:150px;\">\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; L&#8217;esser poeti non \u00e8 un vanto. \u00c8 solo un vizio di natura. Un peso che s&#8217; ingroppa con paura. &nbsp; Eugenio Montale, da Diario Postumo &nbsp; &nbsp; &#8220;La poesia \u00e8 la rivelazione di un sentimento che il poeta crede che sia personale e interiore, che il lettore riconosce come proprio.&#8221; &nbsp; Salvatore [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-1184","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1184","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1184"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1184\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7889,"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1184\/revisions\/7889"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1184"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}