Oltre i segni dell'Altro

Che altro potevi più far, di così?
Hai fatto tutto - quello che potevi.
Che altro volevi fare altresì?
Che ti dimentichino mai temevi.

E tu gli hai - la vita dato loro
La vita che ora hanno - stesso sangue:
Nel ricordo del mio male scoloro,
Nel nulla del mio amore si estingue.

Nel freddo dell'autunno che arriva
Morde l'aria la pelle, piega il vento
Gl' alberi - e di rosso e giallo schiva
La chioma delle foglie è lamento.

Tutto cresce lontano - e nulla peggio
È, quando ciò che vive in te si fa
Sé e Altro diviene - un dileggio,
Un' irreparabil perplessità.

Eppure tu hai fatto tutto. Bene,
Male. Hai fatto quello che sapevi.
In tua valle di lacrime avviene.
E nulla di più grande mai potevi

Pensare, ma cercavi le parole.

Così guardavi mute le stagioni

Passare, per offrire quelle, sole

Al dolore che dentro imprigioni.

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Similarities between Lithuanian, Sanskrit and Ancient Greek: the sigmatic future

by Fabrizio Ulivieri Lithuanian is the most archaic among all the Indo-European languages spoken today, and as a result it is very useful, indeed, indispensable in the study of Indo-European linguistics. The most important fact is that Lithuanian is not only very archaic, but still very much alive, i. e., it is spoken by about three and a half million people. It has a rich tradition in folklore, in literature, and it is used very successfully in all walks of modern life, including the most advanced scientific research. Forced by our interest for this piece of living archaism, we go deeper in our linguistic survey. One of the most noticeable similarities is the future (- sigmatic future -). Lithuanian has preserved a future tense from prehistoric times: it has one single form, e.g. kalbė-siu 'I will speak', etc. kalbė-si kalbė-s kalbė-sime kalbė-site kalbė-s This form kalbėsiu is made from the stem kalbė-(ti) 'to speak', plus the ancient stem-end...

Yellow moons

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Poetry dwells near the divine light's breath

The comparison between poetry and divine light that we have proposed HERE finds its perfect explanation in Saint Paul, Epistle to the Romans 1:19: τ ὸ γνωστὸν τοῦ θεοῦ φανερόν ἐστιν ἐν αὐτοῖς, ὁ θεὸς γὰρ αὐτοῖς ἐφανέρωσεν — “that which may be known of God has been made manifest in them (in men), for God has manifested it unto them”. Poetry unveils within the human being the need to be human, that is, the need for Beauty, the need to feel Beauty within oneself and alongside oneself; and this feeling is sustained by divine light. Since we are influenced by the Augustinian idea of saeculum , we hold that poetry belongs to the saeculum and therefore comes to a halt upon the threshold of divine light [I] without crossing it, though perceiving the light that lies beyond that threshold. We are led to that threshold by the human feeling of Beauty that dwells within us and guides us to that point: to that door which cannot be crossed in our human condition. And yet, the mere act of stan...

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