Amore 9 febbraio 2010 · lettura 2 min · 3528 letture

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Üdvözlet! Let's dive into this language I did not pick up yet (but give me five days, and we'll rephrase this I bet), this language you forgot. I loved it from the word go, from that radio broadcast of Béla Bartòk addressing us through static - the noise of the recording or the disturbance of the foreboding? Of course for you (and this is not a bad thing, I hasten to add) it's mostly about chicken soup, garlic bread, goulash, peppers and curiously enough a pair of pliers (harapófogó). Or should I trust you? you told me that word meant "spanner''. The thing is, you are a beginner when it comes to foreign languages, or DIY. Igen, nem. But I say, DIY? foreign languages? why! stuff'em! like meringues, with raspberries (surely you know the hungarian for this? and if not, you and I will find out, no doubt). Meg akarom csókolni, szeretlek, say I on my knees, caro il mio uomo raro. It is not a brand new fact, or unheard of, far from it: you asked me for my hand, I let you have it. Still, this is the one lucky card that stands out of the pack, I just have to stand back from it to understand it fully, like a pact of esoteric code, exotic sounds, exquisite telling. Love is after all the foreign language you excel in spelling.

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Pietro Roversi

Sono un anarchico tradizionalista, un rivoluzionario conservatore e un iconoclasta benigno. Nella vita faccio il biologo strutturale, in Inghilterra. Ho scritto più di 500 poesie in 25 anni. A Settembre 2018 è uscito il mio ultimo libro: "Tirare l’acqua" (Gattomerlino Edizioni, Roma, 2018). Nell’autunno 2017 sono usc