I’ve yet to discover a figure as potent as Pasolini in Italian culture. His films and poetry deeply inspire me and his graceful and profound gestures challenged ingrained notions of Italian sexual, religious and political conservatism. I am ever so grateful that he existed.
Tonight’s spotlight is on PPP:
Italian film director and writer, Pier Paolo Pasolini (1922 - 1975, murder)…
Pasolini was a high profile public intellectual in Italy (and in later years increasingly international in his thinking) - growing increasingly left-leaning in his beliefs.
He will be remembered for his visually radical movies, often re-makes of classical myths and tragedies - from Oedipus Rex to Medea…
A PPP poem:
Song of the Church Bells
When evening dips inside water fountains
my town disappears among muted hues.
From far away I remember frogs croaking,
the moonlight, the cricket’s sad cries.
The fields devour the Vespers’ church bells
but I am dead to the sound of those bells.
Stranger, don’t fear my tender return
across mountains, I am the spirit of love
coming back home from faraway shores.
[from Poesie a Casarsa, original title: Canto delle campane, translated by Adeodato Piazza Nicolai]