L’ape di luglio che scotta. anna maria farabbi poeta

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“I am a yellow explosion in the mute brain of solitude.
The July bee that burns.”
Anna Maria Farabbi

Poetry – an alchemical crucible of language at the highest metaphorical level – is foremost an attention to the word; thus, to its sound and its resonance (in whoever writes or reads it). Acoustically: as the harmonic/melodic register of the verse; literarily: as stylistic/structural rhythm; emotionally: as pathetic/imaginative signification.

… Poetry, in fact, does not so much recount, illustrate or describe, but rather equates to an event; it is – more than testimony – the living presence of an event, being/expressing at once both form and content, as meaning that becomes one with the treated matter, becoming incarnated word, almost.

… Aiming to emphasize the empathic field of resonance in poetry, Anna Maria Farabbi, speaking with me, underlined how – always – one is a poet in two, in the sense that poetic speaking and giving-of-self is constitutively dialogical: that is, a communicative encounter between the one who writes and the one who reads.