Estimated reading time: 3 minutes I’m in a hurry, that’s why I’m running. If I were not, no… I would not run! I would walk at a fast pace, at a venetian pace, as they say here…but no, I would not run. Venezia: a place so difficult to call home… Before entering Rio Terà Foscarini I don’t even throw a glance at the island of … Continua a leggere (In)visible cities: Blind rush
Estimated reading time: 5 minutes Fireworks, lights, the buzz of the crowd watching the parade, a concert just round the corner. Everything was so intense and bright that she felt like the world around her was spinning at the speed of the light. The laughs, the little signs of surprise of the children and the little screams of joy of the kids didn’t match at … Continua a leggere (In)visible cities: The Shore of Time
Estimated reading time: 4 minutes A nauseating smell of fish rotting in polystyrene boxes mingled with the peculiar fragrance of the Java Sea humidity, seizing your olfactory system and temporarily dwelling in your nostrils. The skyline reflected its lights on the brackish water, whose waves were drawing ephemeral colorful faces. A sweltering February night was giving way to a pale dawn in the port of … Continua a leggere (In)visible cities: Cargo Ships and Fish Scales: The Essence of Jakarta
Estimated reading time: 4 minutes September 1st, 2018. My first day at the Beijing Language and Culture University. Everything was ready, or at least I thought it was. I had arrived in China two weeks before the start of the classes, I had bought all the stuff I needed for my room, I had gone to the orientation meetings, and I had read the freshman … Continua a leggere (In)visible cities: A late morning in Wudaokou
Nota per la lettura: la lettera che segue è stata scritta a fine dicembre, nei giorni in cui la maggior parte di noi ha lasciato l’isola. Leggerla oggi ha già un altro sapore, ma spero si conservi in tuttə noi un poco di quell’emozione che abbiamo provato nel lasciare San Servolo. L’invito è a leggerla ripensando a quel momento! Buona lettura. Il piede indugia un … Continua a leggere Questa sera il 20 salta la corsa
tempo di lettura: 6 minuti Una volta qui erano tutti monasteri: così scriveva, più o meno, John Ruskin, parlando della “Laguna Sud”, dove per “laguna” si intende, ovviamente, la laguna italiana per antonomasia, quella di Venezia. Tutti monasteri, dunque, a partire da quella nostra isola che è San Servolo, sede di un monastero benedettino da prima dello spostamento della capitale del Ducato di Venezia a … Continua a leggere San Servolo e la laguna meridionale
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