LUDOVICO ARIOSTO. 1 Le donne antique hanno mirabil cose fatto ne l’arme e ne le sacre muse; e di lor opre belle e gloriose Gran lume in tutto il mondo si diffuse. Arpalice e Camilla son famose, perché in battaglia erano…
Ariosto, 500 anni dopo…
Il regno di Clio
L’incredibile storia del profeta Mansur
Venticinquesima puntata - Cuori in attesa FRANCESCO PICCO Padre Boetti, dunque, doveva andare a Roma. A farsi condannare, come San Paolo, ma non da Cesare, bensì da Pietro, o qualche suo sottoposto; e non da solo. Con lui doveva andare la sua…
Il filo che ci lega
SILVIA PIO (a cura di) “Stamattina si è posata sul mio davanzale una ballerina. La ballerina è un piccolo uccellino il cui nome scientifico è mocellina alba, ha le dimensioni di un passerotto, è bianca e grigia e muove incessantemente…
Intervista (si spera) Impossibile ovvero Della Saggezza
GABRIELLA VERGARI. Rintracciarlo non fu facile ma infine lo trovarono mentre passeggiava lungo i viali della sua tenuta, in compagnia degli inseparabili cani. Dimostrava ormai l’età, canuto più che brizzolato, alto e magrissimo, vestito con sobria eleganza. Accolse il G.C.…
I diari della varicella
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Il volo della famiglia Knitter
GUIA RISARI La famiglia Knitter era una famiglia come tante altre. C’era mamma, papà e due figli. Al totale si doveva aggiungere un cane e un gatto. E un canarino. Non bisognava dimenticare il canarino perché era stato lui a…
Il ritorno del figlio
EMMANUEL BOVE. […] Soltanto cinquanta metri mi separavano dall’entrata sul retro. La mia famiglia si trovava probabilmente in sala da pranzo. Mia madre preparava la cena. Mio padre leggeva nel suo studio. Le mie sorelle cucivano. Mi avvicinavo lentamente. Il…