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is an absolute masterpiece of Italian literature.
course, literature in the highest sense of the term, as Campanella in his poems is rigid thinker, logical consequence, a formidable interpreter of history, wise philosopher, a learned scholar, wise moralist, fervent encouragement, exquisitely lyrical, well documented memoirist, biographer, sincere, open polemicist, intellectual courage ...

Here, the courage of knowledge, that to which Kant appeals also smack in the middle of 'Aufklärung , when the whole course of modern thought seemed to come and the journey from medieval times to the supposed obscurity (although it is alleged) the clarity plete eighteenth century seemed filled or close to completion.

Nonsense. The labors of Hercules in this Calabrian tenacious and fearless have much to teach not only the fogies of the late eighteenth century but also to us, small intellettualucoli end of the world, we spend the time to post and we can take the luxury of deleting and rewriting our hundreds of times every single sentence.

Campanella wrote and rewrote in the fury of the slavery of the prison dementia, the first Neapolitan and Roman. His PC had colmissime ideas that filled his mind.

Campanella's poems are a lesson in the field as a laboratory where we can all try experimentally the profound truth and wisdom of his words, its rhythms, the sudden acceleration stylistic breaks metaphysical sublime and unattainable.

Poetry A 'poets Campanella notes, to mention only a small example of his greatness, that beauty has become tinsel, in landscaping, in paint (and 'n smooth the Belt). Five words, only two of which more than two characters, and yet inside there is a mysterious power that may also appear, in some ways, but it is clear to me (though no less powerful). Why is there a description of a decay not only aesthetic (the exhaustion of Petrarch, for example), but also moral, because beauty gives in to his deception, and mystifying is always a scam, a scam, and every violation and deception is moral degradation.

Campanella's poem I like two things in particular: the fierce lyricism, the tone rusty, melancholic but reactive, harsh style which is the key to these verses rude and charming at the same time. Small example: in the first of four songs dedicated to contempt of death, writes: My soul

that much discomfort? Perhaps perish
issues between immense trouble?
fear the crowd, you know.

tremendous awareness that death is wide open in the darkness of prison, does not bend the philosopher who knows, knows the secrets of death, he is aware that death is to live out of the well and not be tormented in the body. The philosopher still has much to teach us ...

The other thing I like is the message, which is not exhausted in the mere evocation of images that evoke thoughts and emotions, so to speak, but the call in the sense technical: what it wants to awaken, to stir the conscience, open up a way drowsiness indolence of the mind tired, exhausted, inert.

Campanella's poetry are the hardest call against intellectual laziness (he speaks in Italian Poetics). This exemplary, authentic pedagogy (in accordance with high, of course), is the fact that Campanella choice of poems to accompany this explanation, intended to illustrate the content of his work, to provide the necessary links with his philosophical doctrine.

But it must be said that even excluding the reading of the verses reveals the inner strength of the poetic campanelliana, which radiates strongly exclusive and unrestricted.

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36. the Italians who expect a poet with the Greek fables


Lyric Madrigal 5

Private envy, and my interest infected
Italy, or to serve it bewilders
Who ignorance, discord, and the pay,
and their health has forbidden. HID
Virtue, is known to everyone 's World
Under' the beautiful and joyful
Latin empire: that of people elected
was in letters and in arms more fruitful
That the universe all together

With truth: ch ' or all 'the fake moans.

(Tommaso Campanella, Choice of some poems dug from philosophical Settimontano rings 'know' these books the poem. With exposure , printed in the M.DC.XXII, p. 54 - Reprinting edited by L. Firpo, Naples, Prisms, 1981)