Giansalvo Pio Fortunato (Prepared Angela Kosta)
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GIANSALVO PIO FORTUNATO - ITALY
Giansalvo Pio Fortunato was born in Santa Maria Capua Vetere (Ce) on 20 March 2002 and lives in San Marcellino (Ce – Italy). He is currently a student at the Faculty of Philosophy, at the University “Federico II” (Naples). In July 2022, the publication of his first collection in verse, “Ulivi nascenti”, for the publishing house Albatros il Filo. This collection was followed by a feverish commitment to knowledge of his own poetic and philosophical identity, combined with an intense collaboration and exchange with cultural and literary realities of his territory. In July 2023, the publication, for the publishing house “RP Libri”, of the second poetic collection “Civilization of Sodom”.He was first place, for the YOUTH SECTION, in the International Poetry Prize “Scriptura”, with the unpublished text “Illio”. Another of his unpublished works, “Allegria d’una memoria”, was included as one of the best poems for Lovers 2023 in the Anthology of the “Città San Valentino” Prize and one of his poetic texts, “Lips of resurrection”, was first place in the national competition named after Father Melis o.m.v.He regularly collaborates with the monthly newspaper “Agorà Giovani” (Ed. Scuderi), where he edits the column “Genealogy and modernity”. He collaborates with the international poetry magazine “Forma Fluens”.
SILENCE OF LIFE
Something remains,
if not a heap
of broken moments
of a life blooming a pungent
red rose.
A heap, lilac as bystander marbles
burying
our eyes
in vortex of feelings.
They stagger
following clusters, where
in broad light nothing appears
but the greedy query
of existence, to which
the serpent, deceiving
as to a reborn sin,
entwines.
Damnation be then, in the dark skies
hiding the past, hating the present
and not prophesying
the future.
EVERYTHING LOOMS
Everything looms
on the occurrence of roaring
and reaping,
assigning silence to silence,
kneeling
to quench the last glance.
“Never plunge into the abyss”
is the shattered notation,
the involuntary flagellation
convened to wall up itself
in the heart of a window:
there, the cortex of the eye
tugs and then blurs
till you come to sing
sing the reflection, the hand
exposed in the skin of blood,
the ultimate sign opening
and asking for the horizon.
(English translation Lucilla Trapazzo)
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