marcin
(Marcin)
#1
grandmother, he reinvents the speech of a
remote time identifiable with his own
childhood, and this way everything goes
back into its most natural place, where
saying and communicating were the same
thing, and conversing itself had the flavor of
fables, without betraying the truth of
popular wisdom, mixed with myths and
legends.
The result is, as Spagnoletti has rightly
noted, an “invincible charm,” not only in the
most demanding pages, where his “cosmic
and existential wonder” rise to the surface,
but in our view also in the apparently more
relaxed pages, in which the poet abandons
himself to the narratio, happy yet painful, of
a modern teller of fairy-tales.