Saturday, December 26, 2009

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Plastic

Out of the night I melt like molten plastic .. dragging him away all thoughts of people walking and does not sleep those looking for rooms in the clouds of oxygen to breathe again learn to fly .. Outside I see

trains and airplanes speeding as

toys plastic rails infinite

and magnificent wings for directions

always new

hyperbolic flights

horizons

lost ..

Outside I see the night

the Moon is a nostalgic

sensor memories

trampling of breaths minor

sweet shadow

sometimes

disruptive .. .. The night is plastic

hopes for when between heaven and earth

fade alliances ..

poetic project 2009/2010

"Listening from the Moon"






Sunday, September 6, 2009

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Bad taste







When nobody hears you



among hundreds of streets of a city



that you've never felt as yours



and the sun loses its breath



into fumes and lies,



a bad taste spreads



upon these dreary days..



it begins difficult



to set apart colours



in a world that slogs to turn..



what did you say to me



yesterday



before you fell asleep?



your voice was so weakly



and dreams covered them



in a flutter of lashes..



the awakening will leave



all those flashes



hanging on your mind



and nobody can foresee



if you'll be brave to scream out



the rebel quenchless wish



to squash away the bad taste



with the most enticing flavor..






da " The first dawn on Earth "



[english special sesion]



*******Effetti speciali 2009*******









Friday, September 4, 2009

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Nothing but


Sitting and waiting

for a little miracle

here on this piece of universe

that they call Earth


Head down, jaded knees

patiently we're charmed

by the slow passing of faces

we never saw before


With the signs of past

impressed in the eyes

collectors of lost clouds

we can face winds and waves


The only thing we certainly know

is hidden by silly silences

look into your tiny gentle hands

you'll find nothing but Life..
Please don't change
cover the flames with snow
get pleasure from your next days
keep using this winning strategy!
da " The first dawn on Earth "
[special english session]
*******Effetti speciali 2009*******

Monday, July 20, 2009

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First Life on Earth dawn


Your heart

is a lonely place

I'll lose myself in

without counting

my unsure steps..

A few seconds before

the first dawn on Earth

just me and you

two unknown satellites

over every possible orbit

following the upward stream

up to the border-lines

of the cosmic show

that surround us..

It could be easier to fly

accross doubts and fears

having a quick view

at them from afar..

Please don't stop to dream

a better world now,

don't change direction

until you'll cross mine,

under this huge rising sun..

we can draw new shapes

for new amazing tomorrows

just a few seconds before

the first dawn on Earth..


da "The first dawn on Earth"

[special english session]

*******Effetti speciali 2009*******

Sunday, July 19, 2009

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Chasing you


Till the brighter lights


coming from the horizon,


up to the furthest clouds


running on this crazy world,


among faces we don't care,


beyond all the chippy useless clatters


I will be chasing you


searching your footprints


on the sands of past


where the winds can't blow..


Through your littlest tears


more and more


I'll learn to swim


holding my breath,


giving voice to the pain


that shut down your eyes,


drowning empty silences


in the deepest releasing glance:


it will be chasing you


along the unsteady balance


of a hundred million of thoughts,


through the walls that these days


force us to get over


with symmerical stunts..


So you'll find me


under a shadeless sky


ready to catch dawns and sunsets


longing to chase you


back in the origins


of time and space..


da "The first dawn on Earth"
[special english session]

*******Effetti speciali 2009*******

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Fake Little Night











Wounded night




scratching the bottom




of the last glass




among distant noises




and splints of betrayal..




Hey weakly night




you don't know your stars




you can't see the moon:




her light will blind you..




Breathless night




nobody dreams




under your black cloath




nobody falls asleep




due to this unbearble cold..




You don't charm us




fake little night




all your paper walls




are cracking down




'cause daylight is winning




the challenge again..
Go away drunk night
lovers won't wait for you
they'll ward all the kisses
into the next sunrise..








da "The first dawn on Earth"




[english special session]




***Effetti speciali 2009***












Thursday, July 16, 2009

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The origin of tears



La sottile linea d'aria
that divides heaven and earth
slowly through us ..
are two motionless bodies
the middle of expectations ..
time on us
manifests his mistakes
in clouds of metal ..
instability takes the form
into a smile that spreads
and then disappears ..
all converge to the origin of tears
in two eyes in the dark waiting for the light
two fires in the evening with no direction ..
tell me where the tears come
that not even the sun dries up there
tell me where the trail leads
because it is wonderful, and tonight I want to chase
..
(from "Special Effects" 2009)

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still do not know how many shots will be used to break down the wall that hides our eyes the miraculous stunts of the cosmos with the weight of the fragile appearance .. It 's still a firm hold count all the numbers on your line of life that flows in you feel like a river bed between the rocks and strains of life .. How many miles now separate us from the moon in the sky and how many from within us, how many stories that touch us and just as those that can never be forgotten .. I will try to imagine a rose without thorns in the secret garden of humanity .. I will touch hands with the burst of light in a dark dead end .. I look in the mirror I see my face reflected the trials and challenges that we will not give up and turns of the field that will be ready to go with all the energy you can .. how many kilometers from the finish line as sweat runs off as much pressure on the knees and those who want to win the race focused breathing feel as it grows .. Do not look away right now .. Not now, please: a new dawn is blooming just for us .. from "Special Effects" (2009)

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

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How far beyond all records

It 's the right time to accelerate the pace
increase stride
and synchronize
beats with the rhythm and pulse
urging
and leaves truce ..
hear the volume increase
reverberate in the temples as a voice
spurs me to do my best ..
run on a world in constant rotation
and the horizon seems
Never approach ..
everything else follows me in trouble
oxygen debt in the seconds and minutes
trying unsuccessfully to beat
the endless phases of
wonder that comes over me from the depths ..
Endless Review
image of an entire life
photographs from the past
anticipation of my future
encircle energy
I hijack away hence
beyond each goal
to overcome all my records
starts to burn ..
's time to accept
the only real challenge
the largest
that to myself ..
from "Special Effects" (2009)

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

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Redemption

I find so unexpectedly
indecipherable
symbiosis of form and dynamism
beyond any bank or
that this reality
tries to impose on us every day ..
front of me
recognize me as they are
backlighting
standing on shards of broken lies
mercilessly by my insatiable desire for clarity
the threshold of a This
that slowly
escapes your control
and took his seat among the many facets of memory ..
now I feel just the smell
and delighted you like few others ..
now remains only silence
to keep you company
feel it vibrate in the flesh
touch you bones
fear of the future and never at this time
the weight of all the mistakes
is felt stronger than ever ..
but I know that this will not be enough to paralyze
and to dispel the hopes ..
run away
run as fast as you can
not ever look back ..
look with the heart
traces of a possible redemption
invent your story
write your personal
chapter in the book of humanity:
you just see the ink ..
that is in the car of a train or in the wild heart
another continent away from the deceptions of society
there is always someone who will take care of you .. I'll try
flipping page after page one by one all the calls
and the evidence of our identity
..
break this silence with a cry of freedom
that exceed the sound barrier
and make this corner of the universe
unstoppable
megaphone for every solar system ..
all satellites in reception
be blinded by the light of a new sovereign
irrepressible energy:
that of the sun that caresses your face
and wakes you up every morning
that of the person
you can listen
the same and the only one who knows you forgive
..
by "Special Effects" (2009)

Friday, July 3, 2009

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The first and the last part of me That

first and last
winners and losers of an endless
caravan
all human beings in a row and concentrated
forced by the need to accept the tougher challenges
with yourself ..
who came out empty-handed
and still looking for his small
truth in the streets and squares of a city
that no longer feels like her ..
those who exploit
that last opportunity to regain the top
with one certainty in the minds buzzing
without interruption:
the risk that the plug is loose
and there is no one to reassemble the pieces of a
hope
shattered ..
and here we are on our own
the face of this long line of faces and souls
the first and the last of a generation
which claims to eternal life
but surely slips
and perhaps does not know
from the thousands of plots to an end tomorrow
yet to be written ..
from "Special Effects" (2009)

Thursday, July 2, 2009

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There is a part of me that loves to travel
on remote frequencies
unparalleled lengths 'wave
born from the cosmos and never picked up ..
a part of me
starved of oxygen
and short of breath
for long races and the battles that await a
yards away ..
at heart vibrates
sovereign
a part of me that still brings on himself the smell of salt
of a stormy sea ..
encounter in the depths of the most fragile part of me
with its web of doubts and missteps, and the stronger
accepting life's challenges
looking forward to head up ..
have given way to a part of me
that has long wanted to scream while another
had to wait here alone without a sound ..
Come see more closely
that part of me back to the origin
never turn your back and that other
ready to shield yourself from
helpless when you find the center of everything ..
be guided in that part of me
where the fire will burn you never
or one in which the vertigo is only the beginning
the next adventure ..
from "Special Effects" (2009)

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

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Phenomenon

stopped there
little
will go away so ..
I do look at the phenomenon
leaving behind everything
harpooning the line between past and present
and pulverize
all insane memories
and more human weaknesses. .
split into two
this planet on which we run to lose his breath and finding the edge
universe into two perfectly symmetrical
..
let out a yell that split
all the windows and walls around
to give voice to the energy
that for too long she stayed in us ..
an invincible phenomenon
like those you see on TV
and sometimes they make you dream ..
a super-hero
ready to snatch the fate
dragging by the tail and hijack planes unknown
never pay pledge ..
but I will not here, not now ..
I am not the perfection
that always aspires
to stifle all your fault ..
I do not lessen the Earth's gravity
tying you in this room
to deal with your mistakes ..
if you want to try to heal some wounds
, the lightest ..
for the deeper you'll find a cure ..
you up off the ground by the force of your arms
that there are no heroes or knights
to indulge
all the steps along the journey of your life ..
from "Special Effects" (2009)

Monday, June 29, 2009

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Dysfunction

Is there something wrong
your fragile at that pace
under a glass moon
suspended in the air ..
Just you and some unexpected
dysfunction
faded in the distance
upstream
the sea breeze in one direction
and gears of the heart
exiles by gestures and words
in the opposite ..
Half the hands
and the other in the eyes
too many roads for one body
thousand memories fast collision
uncertain movements of primordial instincts
and never picked up signals
along a wire without end ..
A sunset behind you
a rising sun
and then you lose
astro mad derlitto
wrong route, screams and burning ..
Barefoot you
poised on latent failures
suddenly challenged by the balance
circuits of the mind
silent roar over the screams people ..
from "Special Effects" (2009) "

Sunday, June 28, 2009

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read your mind

The indefinite stretch
of your shadow
between what remains of our memories
barely survived
joins me and covers me ..
for the first time I feel the cold inside of you .. ever so distant
the countless stars that
with you I've chased for so long
..
hidden from the sun
the roads towards a future together
that seemed so clear ..
was even easier
viverti every blink
encode joys and fears
the slightest movement of the lips ..
now not to mention more
unfolding
not be used more questions:
there is no mystery to your response ..
and you go so
leaving any trace
a bit of silence
that made it impossible to even read your mind ..
from "Special Effects" (2009)

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here it
've heard way too many languages \u200b\u200bwith different pitches
accelerated and uneven
other gestures accompanying
my days here in this dimension
Babel
where I see people and faces swirl
without any destination ..
relentlessly ..
it's late and I know
but now I wonder how many miles behind me I
and which piece of heaven
I look
to take courage
and not get carried away by this
irreparable
short-circuit
relentless carousel
of hybrid forms and half-truths ..
the color of your eyes
even that is changing and increasingly
now it is difficult to distinguish your voice
from millions of
dialogues in which we hear all
but do not listen to anything ..

from "Special Effects" (2009)

Saturday, June 27, 2009

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Special Effects (2009)

Index of poems
Part One: The Great Awakening
1 - Being Human
2 - A few seconds
3 - Glass - Globe / Globe
4 - Children of chaos
5 - Molecules
6 - The DNA of the angels
7 - Constellation
8 - The last bonfire
9 - Tribal
10 - Heart of flesh and mind
11 - Elements of Life / Elements of life
12 - Lines
13 - Haze of colors / color Labyrinth
Part Two: the memory
14 - Flashback
15 - Metal
16 - Back light
17 - What's happening here
18 - Baby bonjour
19 - The only star tonight
20 - Your name
21 - State of mind / state of mind
22 - The essential
Part Three: The machine effects
23 - Special Effects
24 - Immense feel
25 - Intimacy
26 - beating ocean
27 - On the surface
28 - L ' other half of reality
29 - Size
Babel Part Four: dysfunction and redemption
30 - Dysfunction
31 - Nailed upon your lips / Nailed to your lips
32 - read your mind
33 - Phenomenon
34 - The first and last
35 - How many miles
36 - In addition each record
37 - Redemption
38 - That part of me
******* Special Section A - Inglese poetry 2009 *******
The first dawn on Earth
1- Chasing you
2 - First dawn on Earth
3 - Question of simmetry
4 - Out of your memory
5 - Revolution
6 - Nothing but Life
7 - Fake little night
8 - Bad taste
9 - Let it rise
10 - Meanings
******* Special Section B - Haiku 2009 ***** **
1 - Encryption
2 - South
3 - Fire greek
4 - A promise
5 - In the blue
6 - The hourglass
7 - Infallible
8 - Instinct
9 - Sub
10 - Elsewhere
11 - The artist
12 - Buena suerte

Thursday, June 25, 2009

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The other half of the reality of angels

warn
change
traffic
distorted sound
bustle ..
I perceive around me
relentless
shock wave splitting in two
the visible and leave me here in front of astonished
other half of reality. .
all now here is the opposite of everything and the rain
tired of gravity back to fill the clouds
unmade
leaving no more trace of itself
the streets ..
wealth there to fill the bodies
nor passion to carve hearts ..
counterclockwise pattern of my moments here ..
hands still on the time most unlikely
to remember that time is an invention
..
upside
at the mercy of the unknown
wet reflections of stray light that does not heat
here alone in the other half of reality
rest in apnea
for a while ..
breath I take I feel the oxygen
vibrate deep into the lungs
little but now is the good air left to breathe
among these heaps of vanity ..
uncertainty of the solar system you can find the
prisoner in a star of the night
souls headlong
rare black spots on a background that no one ever uncertain
remember ..
by "Special Effects" (2009)

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

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In July, the first shooting THE MOVIE "THROUGH THE EYES OF ANOTHER"


More news from the island of Triskelion.



Directed by Antonio Raffaele Addamo will begin in early July the film "Through the eyes of another," based on poetry by Cetta Brancato "July 19, 1992," written after the via D'Amelio massacre that killed fell Paolo Borsellino and his bodyguards. The film will have the support dell'Apq "contemporary sense, the Framework Program Agreement signed by the Sicilian Region, the Ministry of Economic Development and the Ministry for Arts and Culture-DG Cinema. The operational management is entrusted to the Department Regional Cultural and Environmental Heritage, Continuing Education and Architecture and Contemporary Art, the Film Commission and Sicily Cinesicilia srl. Text of Andrea Camilleri Brancato wrote that "it is a poem that pays homage to a sacrifice, but above all a hymn to what Merleau-Ponty called the only possible tragic hero of our day: the man, the man who continues to do what makes you think, and knowing full well that the failure, failure, defeat may at any time in wait. " And the director Antonio Raffaele Addamo talking about the film adaptation added that "the poetic and dream-like figure of the text leaves the size of the film action "and that in the movie" it will not be a representation of a massacre at the hands mafia. (...) The text is a heartfelt cry of love for this island and its people tortured in self that never expires. " For its part, Cetta Brancato said inter alia that "the script will make a motion picture drama in contemporary civil." The original soundtrack of the film are the Sicilian composer Marco Betta will use materials that melodic music inspired by ancient Mediterranean cultures. The crew that will work the making of the film is all Sicilian producer Daniela La Guardia, executive producer Scerrino Silvia, director of photography Irma Elder, costume designer and art director Dora Argento. Sicilians also the actors and the cast technician.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

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DNA

Beside me back to that world of
who barely listened,
made of horns and crazy
forest of skyscrapers ..
in mind just a song,
your favorite ..
and you lose yourself free from the chains
daughter of the wind that never ceases to blow against
,
to encode the DNA of the angels
why nobody
had tried to do, with that calm
which
eagles soar, and then loses
in the distance away from the eyes ...
away from the noise ...
from "Special Effects" (2009)

Saturday, May 2, 2009

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Being Human

Open your eyes
human being and see how they change colors
when the shadows pierced
leave your world ..
Heir to a new dawn
again breath
alignment of infinite orbits
fleeing the beginning of time
barefoot among the roots
from the center of the earth
s'avvinghiano the rock
cold and relentless ..
beginning and end of an era sovereign
a solemn challenge to chase
far corners
more ends of the galaxy
lost there in the interweaving of
veins that make your flesh
a triumph of life ..
E 'written on a trip to your skin:
the routes of future sailors
know no boundaries
and over the streets of these cities
is still wandering
human
your heart
the beat ..
from "Effects Special "(2009)

Thursday, April 30, 2009

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Neon

Electricity between the atoms of this reality wake up feeling so deep .. implode and remain silent for ever-new collision imponderable vital contacts convergences dell'infinitesimamente small that only angels and satellites may be able to capture .. Subway Frost, sheets stirred by the wind dances to hide illegal immigrants from memory in exile your eyes to blur in the reflection Sibylline neon periwinkle a lighthouse far away that makes your forms the outline of a lost peace. . chromed steel hands smiles planned winter veins affect sensory the clear light of the sun could get hurt .. Contact colliding lives that run ..

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

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NEW LIFE FOR THE FLEA MARKET





Since April 5 was launched at the Palermo Festival "Antiques and crafts at the flea market, Sunday gathering sponsored by the scavengers of the ancient market, according to the "Friends Committee Corso Carlo Alberto Amedeo" to revive the activities now jeopardized by the deterioration of the neighborhood Papireto where the market is established. The merchants themselves have contributed, both financially and with organizational changes, the contemporary re-opening the public of the Catacomb of Port D'Osuna, site of the fifth century AD, carved into the yellow limestone rock. The name "flea market" all universally identifies permanent antique markets that are based less in almost all the capitals of Europe and / or regional capitals, both East and West. Under the aegis of the "Markets in natural vocation", the European Union is carrying out an operation of classification in order to preserve the identity and preserve the history of Old World craftsmanship. Papireto the market, which has sixty years of history, is likely to disappear due to several factors: the proliferation neighborhood fairs and exhibitions, the degradation of the old quarter, the non-use of artistic and archaeological zone. The Committee Corso Alberto Amedeo and the Pontifical Commission for Sacred Archaeology, which owns the Catacomb of Port D'Osuna, have obtained the opening of the historic site in conjunction with the exhibition of antique shops of Sunday flea market. The Catacomb, who is a former Christian cemetery in 1500 was cut in two because of work planning the English, the party visited today is an area of \u200b\u200b60x40 meters and is an important historical and artistic remains unknown to most citizens. E 'will of the Committee to Corso Alberto Amedeo reopen to the public corridor of the ramparts, the ancient underground walkway that legend has been the location of the Beati Paoli. The associations involved in the project for the reactivation of the sites in Papireto call in the region to the flea market could fall in the list of markets in natural vocation and obtain the support of the European Union.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

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Special Effects (2009) - the new collection [work in progress]

"... The World Keeps Turning Into ITS own orbit, and
Our windows are wide Opened to the universe .."
(A. Council, 2009)

Monday, April 6, 2009

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SICILIAN THE REBEL




There are anonymous female figures with their little gestures that somehow manages to create a break between the morality of the time in which they live and what comes out of their act. In 1965 a young girl Sicilian is kidnapped, raped and segregated for a few days by a rejected suitor. On his release the society in which she lives is expected to marry her rapist to "wash" the shame that has suffered, but Franca Viola, this is his name, refuses to accommodate a barbaric practice legitimized by the institutions. Pop the case, his family suffered intimidation and assault, but the girl refuses, by its decision overturns a codified social order, to the point of changing the law on the "shotgun wedding". About thirty years later, in the last decade of 900, another young Sicilian is the tragic protagonist of a story paradigmatic the evolution of the fight against the mafia system. Rita Atria is only twelve years old when the mob kills his father, boss modest neighborhood in a small town in the province of Trapani. Father figure to replace his brother Nicholas and then binds him with special affection. He receives the confidences of the gang who murdered their parents, because Nicola is part of the "system". But it is what is called a "small fish" and the first Sgarro will be paid too. The girl begins to reflect on this mob, and after the killing of his brother, despite warnings and threats he decided to tell all he knows the judge Borsellino. Rita is transferred in Rome where, divorced from the mother, lives in complete solitude. In the strange city she hopes to overcome the anger and unhappiness to be born into a family whose moral code is the silence el'omertà; know a young man with whom he became engaged, keeps a diary where he pours out the bitterness about the consequences that his sense of Justice has caused, evidence of its cruel way for the fight against Cosa Nostra. The only contact that is the world of law is the one with Paolo Borsellino. But a tragic event occurs: the massacre in via D'Amelio, who takes away even that consolation. With the death of Judge Rita Borsellino's exile becomes a desert hopeless despair assaulted the girl kills herself. At his funeral, none of the family, the loneliness goes beyond death, reaches the derision when the mother goes to his grave and a hammer it shatters the stone. But his courage in the decision to collaborate with the justice under the law assumes a particular value that will create a new legal form, that of "witness of justice, legislative recognition to the law n.45 02/13/2001.
From this story the film is inspired by Marco Amenta, The Sicilian rebel, who was warmly welcomed by the public at the Rome Film Festival, but that output in the rooms has aroused much controversy and negative reactions by relatives of the Atria.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

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Cristina Ali Farah


Thursday, April 2 at the library Modusvivendi Palermo meeting with the writer Italo-Somali Ubah Cristina Ali Farah, author of the novel small Mother, published by Frassinelli, which was awarded the Premio Vittorini 2008. Cristina Ali Farah was born in Verona in 1973 by Somali father and Italian mother. In three years she moved with her family in Mogadishu where he attended a school of Italian language. In 1991, the civil war, was forced to flee and take refuge for several years in Pécs, Hungary. He later lived in Verona, to settle finally in Rome where he lives and where he degree in Literature from the University La Sapienza. Since 1999, deals with intercultural education aimed at students, teachers, and migrant women. Her short stories and poems are on anthologies and magazines such as, among others, New Topics, 900 Notebooks, Pages, Sagarana, Coffee. In the novel Mother small Farah Ali addresses the issue of the Somali diaspora through three characters, two women-and Sunday-Barnes and a man-TAAG-the events which act as a grid to pass through two decades of Somali history and the Italian side. Three lives of deserters faced with the difficulty of finding a geographic location after the disintegration of their country and with the loss of cultural values \u200b\u200bwhich they referred. Their voices emerge from the disappointment at the lack of true laws on asylum in the countries in which they settle and the awareness that migration is only a necessary evil.