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Writing PierPaolo Pasolini

16 hours on February 13. Popular Library, via Tadino 18.

now know that my WRITING are writing workshops where poetry becomes deeper theory, practice and technique of poetry as if you were apprenticed to a great author. It comes in two days one of the largest, of the masters that I personally marked the teens and they gave me an indelible imprint. My brother PierPaolo Pasolini. As they say the official statements of the Laboratory: "... We will then deep in his poetic texts by reading and analyzing the characteristics of his compositional technique. Once you get familiar with the tools of the trade style of the poet, the participants will be able to use them in practice individual writing, working with tools outstanding issues and on their personal needs. "
But I prefer to leave here talking PierPaolo:


IN THE HEART OF A CHILD. He sighed! God sighed! The stars danced for joy
, mountains and the irrigation ditches danced, danced the finches and siskins.

The grass danced, danced the hares, the sun, dancing worms in embankments, the ears danced danced the herbarium.

The girls danced, and young people were dancing on Sunday, the flame dancing in the kitchen, the fields of medical and gravels were dancing.

God has walked the earth and the grass under your feet, and the grass under your feet, and God, the grass under your feet.

God has walked among the shoots, and a nightingale cried, and cried nightingale, nightingales and shouting.

God laughed, and rain on violas, violets on the rain, and rain dancing on the viola!

siskins fresh I danced on the leaves wet and shivering in the wind, the cry of a viola, the Siskins flew into the water.

to dance siskins Hungary purple and danced on the bora.

On Marano moaned from the rain dance for the swamps, Marano bitter about the launching time of the feathered dancing feet, dancing

Teor the time, leaning against the stump of a bitter Venco, danced on sea \u200b\u200bspray.

and gutters and the gutters spitting in the sea of \u200b\u200bdrunken sod fresh cool drunk and danced in the pigeon lofts,

the boy with the stick on, the boy dancing with the brand fresh warm cobblestones water and the sea shone in his eyes,

danced in the swamps foot, his foot he breathed in the heart of siskins lost in the water.

WHERE: Popular Library, via Tadino 18, Milan (Porta Venezia area, tram 1, 5, 9, 29/30, metro line 1 Porta Venezia).
WHEN: Sunday afternoon three - 13, 20, 27 February - 16 to 19.30.
Number of Participants: minimum 6, maximum 12.
COST: 120 € for the entire cycle. The price includes the gift to each participant a copy of the book "Poems" by Pierpaolo Pasolini, reprint of the selection chosen by the author (1970), ed. Garzanti.
NB: You can also participate in individual meetings, at a cost of € 40 each.