marcin
(Marcin)
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1970, his page aims at mirroring the
anguished consciousness of his time, rather
than indulging in autobiographical
effusions. A sorrowful vision of man and his
history persists in the second, more
substantial collection, significantly titled Da
mo ve diche addije, 1980, where one can
perceive nevertheless a subterranean need of
revenge against evil and the certainty of
advancing nothingness, through the urgency
─ at times stated and at times hinted at ─ to
forcefully reclaim the reasons of goodness
and the pleasure of living.
As a consequence, a certain darkness of
tone, already noted by De Mauro, far from
sounding corrosive and depressing, seems
rather, in Leopardi’s wake, a source of
unexpected comfort and, in its own way,
even satisfying. A marvelous achievement of
rare balance between beauty and truth,