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ANTONIO Ragone: END OF YEAR 2010.

This is a period of intense cold. There was the snow a few days ago, the cold, pouring rain and the raging winds. The feast of Christmas. A new number on the calendar.

I shake the thoughts and feelings can then be out a poem.

Then it can also happen to catch a rare sign of hope, I admit, is present in my poems.

But, I know, hope is the only feeling important, never lose it!

These festivities, sweets and so prone to nostalgia, as the deadline to have the accounts of our lives, apply a double game, giving and taking, profit and loss.

Thus, the snow and ice these days, we carry the scent of, the memories of family and friends of the first year. My sea, quiet and cold, kept us company.

For years I live elsewhere, the time progresses, and I realized that there is nothing more "replicated" in the world that always turns on itself, the four seasons make us think and make the universe the magnificent painter.

perhaps the universe does not change if not our feelings, our feelings never equal before the change of seasons, this snow today and tomorrow on the fields of flowers.

After all the years are just numbers that men are there to organize the data, it is just a continuation.

But numbers are "heavy" that mark our time, what little is enough to reflect on our pain and fleeting joys. It is the world we once again that every time his rounds, and each time our feelings have different attitudes towards this replicate.

is the mosaic decoration of existence.

END OF YEAR 2010

The voice of the rains has not changed

while a year is lost in the mists

a persistent passion for winter.

The breath of this early snow is frost

which dampens the words already in the heart,

abandoned meadows and trees as silent herds

shards of pale exhausted eyes.

better open his eyes without wonder

another Christmas is over, it's just nostalgia,

while already were opened in my thoughts,

the doors' a year, a new issue to come.

And I wonder if Codest powerful and quiet moan

will never be living water to a new spring.

December 29, 2010

© Antonio Ragone

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GOODBYE OLD YEAR, NEW YEAR ARRIVES

Today Ale was reading a story about his book and, as I listened carefully reading it, I thought it might be fun for the blog to greet the years old .......

E 'December 31, it's cold outside and snowing.

year old, soon, will give way to the New Year.

And so "den den den ..." the clock strikes twelve strokes.

"it's midnight, I gotta go" esclasclama the Old Year.

And at the same time "TOC-TOC!".

Open the door. "Hello, I am the New Year."

"How young," thought the old year.

The New Year has blue eyes like the sea.

"Bravo, bravo, I expected!"

exclaims the old year.

"You know you gotta get the exam," he adds

"is used as the dawn of time"

"I'm ready," said the New Year.

"how many days you have to rule?"

"three hundred and sixty"

"And how many weeks?"

"Fifty"

"This month"

"twelve"

"Last question: Do you know the names of the seasons?"

"Winter, Spring, Summer, Fall"

"Bravo, you are promoted!

Hail, good prevails and make people happy."

; Lorenzo Taffarel

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many ways to say "Merry Christmas!"



English: Merry Christmas
Fancese:
Merry Noel German: Weihnachten Frohlich
Irish: Nollaig Shona Dhuit
Norwegian: God Jul
Dutch: Vrolijk Kerstfeest en een Gelukkig Nieuwjaar!
Portuguese: Feliz Natal
English: Feliz Navidad
Catalan: Bon Nadal i glad Any nou
Greek: Kala Christouyenna
Icelandic: Glaedeling Jol
Danish: Jul Gaedeling
Swedish: God Jul
Finnish: Hyva Joulua
Hungarian: Kellemes Karácsony unnepeket
Polish: Wesolych Swiat Bozego Narodzenia or Boze Boze Narodzenie
Czech: Prejeme Vam Vesele Vanoc and Stastny Novy Rok
Romanian: Sarbatori Vesele
Russian: Pozdrevlyayu s prazdnikom Rozhdestva is Novim Godom
Serbian: Hristos if rhodes
Slovak: Vesele Vianoce
Turkish: Yeni Ve Noeliniz Yiliniz Kutlu Olsun
Ukraine: Srozhdestvom Kristovym
Arabic: Idah Saidan WA Sanah Jadidah
Bulgarian: Tchestita Koledar
Chinese (Cantonese): Gun Tso Sun Tan'Gung Haw Sun
Hebrew: Mo'adim Chena tova Lesimkha
Japanese: Shinnen omedeto Kurisumasu Omedeto
Latin: et annum fastum hilare Christmas!

Greetings to all my friends .... but especially to my dear friend Fisiomamma.

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SANTA

I am a very special dad

my name is Santa Claus!

The dress she wears

is a bright red

hat, boots and belt

complement my figure

When I look in the mirror I see the face of

a nice old

I live on the Polo in the snow and teddy

Together with so many gnomes Grassotti

In light of a dim bulb

read the mail until the morning

In the room of surprises

wrapping gifts the first of the month

I have a sleigh and nine reindeer

scio snow load of gifts

not to feel the north wind

I cover everything with the wool scarf

arrival in the city night dark

leave the reindeer for a new adventure

I climb quickly over the roof, then

Sivoli floor in the fireplace:

all is quiet in the house and lights

off peace reigns.

The Christmas tree is bright:

put toys and I walk away Silent

After a treat and a nap

leave the house each child

the morning, wake up all alone

reindeer and on ..... to the Pole!

On the way I greet all:

small, the great, the beautiful and the ugly!

arrival at home with a bit of difficulty breathing,

I lay in bed and sleep for a year.

night I dream of a fairy and special ........

time is past: it is already Christmas!

; ; (Patrizia Nencini)

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Here! Christmas is almost here ...... not I know if I'm more excited or my children.
The largest is doing chores Christmas in school, little is preparing for his performance in kindergarten: sing the songs of Christmas with a white tunic with little angel, as usual cry like a fountain !!!!!
And I, in view of the Holy day, tell a story within a story:
The term "Nativity" comes from the Latin name "Praesepium" meaning manger stall.
The origin of the crib is linked to the sacred representations of the Middle Ages.
according to tradition, the first reconstruction of the scene evocative of the nativity is attributed to St. Francis, who created a Greccio (province of Rieti) at Christmas 1223.
In 1400, the tradition is found mainly in central and southern Europe.
Naples soon became the center of a real art that has seen the creation of works in wood and terracotta.
The Art of the Nativity is then spread to Spain, Portugal and France.
born around 1500 the popular culture of the Nativity by S. Gaetano Thiene which gave great impetus to the introduction of secondary characters, clothing and according to ancient traditions and customs of the second in which the saint lived.
The birth of "Figuraio", ie, the maker of figurines, takes place under the reign of Charles III.
Every year, since we are small, the ritual of preparation of the Nativity is repeated.
I remember when I was a kid, my mom was a crib in the fireplace ....... it was beautiful!
Today, with my kids, we do it well before Christmas, almost towards the end of November, so we can godercelo for so long (although I find the statues everywhere).

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the Neapolitan crib eighteenth century.

The Neapolitan crib is a maximum value of religious art in the eighteenth century.

born shepherds and shepherdess who wear the costumes of the time as a reference to the interest for the simple life of the fields, a feeling of a benevolent nature and charming romantic image of the humble, healthy and innocent, as opposed to the upper classes, who frequented the agitated life of the courts in a civil society that is now too full.

The announcement of the angels is focused on some ruinous hut, animated by sheep, goats and cattle in wide variety of attitudes, and quaint cottages and miserable, with a strong characterization intent to various occupations, from butcher to cobbler, fishmonger from the seller of fruits and vegetables, which often leads the red flesh of watermelon broken.

The Nativity is the center of the composition cribs carefully throughout the Baroque, placed in the shelter of thatched roofs and beams placed between crumbling ruins of temples, where nestles a luxuriant wild vegetation , symbol of the end of the ancient world and the advent of a new world, the hope of a better place.

(The pictures here are taken from the famous crib reproposed Cucinotta, which owes its name to the donor Michele Cucinotta, a passionate collector of objects and pastors of the eighteenth century Neapolitan Nativity scene).

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The story of The Legend of the Christmas tree Christmas

Ale today asked me: "Mom, why do the Christmas tree?" ....................... and so here's the story ..........( I inserted the song because I like it very much! !!!).

Christmas Eve in a remote country village, a little boy went into the woods in search of an oak log burning in the fireplace, as he wanted the tradition.
lingered longer than expected, and the arrival of evening, was no longer able to find your way back home, in the meantime, the snow began to fall. The boy
felt anxiety attack. In the forest, now bare of leaves, he saw a tree still lush and crouched under it to shelter from the snow qell 'tree was a fir tree.
In the throes of a great fatigue, the boy fell asleep, curled at the foot of the tree. The fir
then lowered its branches to ensure that touched the ground so as to form a shelter that would protect the boy from the snow and cold.
the morning the boy woke up, heard in the distance the voices of the villagers who sought him everywhere. Released
so from the shelter, he could embrace with great joy his fellow villagers.
Then they noticed all the wonderful show that occurred before their eyes: The snow that fell in the night, posandodi on the branches that the tree was bent to the ground, he had formed of garlands, decorations and crystals that, in light of the sun was rising, seemed bright lights .
In memory of that episode, the tree was adopted as the symbol of Christmas and since then in every home is decorated and lighted, to play the show that day.
From that day the fir forests are maintained, they say, have the characteristic shape of the drooping branches to the ground.

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ME, FOR ME, THE REAL LOVE CRIB!

When I listen to classical music or opera, I am slowly in the chair and close my eyes, and the music makes me get up, drag me, takes me with him supreme in the world of emotions, gives me warm perceptions of a life that is not what we are forced to live. Then recovery lifeblood, I see my world far beyond the human misery and its contradictory feelings. I live a life out of life everyday.
Approaching the feast of Christmas, the celebration of intimacy, reflection. How many childhood memories resurface, I reread admiring the nativity and the shepherds Naples.
But perhaps not everything is like that time, and how I regret that take place in Naples, in the land of traditional nativity scenes, some craftsmen construct shepherds with faces of characters taken from current events in all fields, from policy to the sad news, making it a real insult to the true art presepizia, destroying what little charm it has been the soul masterpiece that is the crib.
is my desire to launch, by my humble blog a heartfelt appeal to the producers of "statues" that have nothing to do with the celebration of Christmas and the nativity scene: Stop, please, which is not limited the crib to a headlong carnival.
seek instead to preserve intact the poem.

Antonio Ragone

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EDOARCO CILLARIO: TRANSLATION OF MY POETRY "washing" IN SERBIAN LANGUAGE.

Dear Antonio, I spotted the beautiful poetry "Laver" ... and I started to buzz in Serbian tradurtela good for you ... I send, I hope you like it, and if you want, you can also post on the blog.

PRANJE (Laver)

Bas if sad, kod nuts, SECAM,

dubokog horizonta, you, na kraju blackberry, ;

bljestaše, kad ga ja promatrah,

Moree, samo za mene, Svetla svoja upaljaše.

The deep secrets of distant days,

windows and a seagull to death izbezumljivih,

more crvenijih sunsets blood and heart

man who, for his life, waves causes,

is, these are my thoughts on this rainy night,

a plentiful rain that falls relentlessly,

muddy earth heaven wash.

And now I remember, u dalekim vremenima,

u zadnjoj ruti umirućeg dana

tmurnog horizonta, you, na kraju blackberry,

krvi koji purpurno plamtijaše or the Smriti.

Translation of Serbian Edward Cillari

Edo Dear, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your undoubtedly excellent translation of my "washing" in Serbian . Antonio Ragone

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ANTONIO Ragone: Laver.

washing

Now I remember at night
horizon at the end of the deep sea,
When I watched the burning,
the sea just for me to turn on the lights.

In the vast mystery of days away,
sunrises and gulls restless hunger,
occasion of more red blood
heart of a man for life that defies the waves,

I think about it in a rainy night,
the heavy rain that falls careless,
celestial bath of muddy earth.

Now, remember, in the distant past,
last part of a dying day,
a dark horizon at the end of the sea,
burning red, blood, death.

Antonio Ragone (From "The island hidden" Akkuaria Editions 2007)

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in the world!

In the picture the tree house made by my two pests!

There is a mysterious tree, which come from forests
who knows that every year in the holidays check in a corner of the parlor,
while the other trees because it's winter sleep.

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Christmas is the time of the year's most anticipated, full of emotions and traditions.

Christmas is the most important Christian holiday of the year but

has its roots in ancient times, in pagan festivals. Initially

tradition was linked to the closing of the seasonal cycle and the opening of the new year. In envi

period, the darkness of the night reaches its maximum extension and the least daylight. We then

the longest night and shortest day of the year.

's a moment almost of rebirth of the sun, which brings with it new life and new agricultural activity.

The religious festival celebrated today commemorates the birth of Jesus Christ, which in Western Christianity falls on December 25.

In France, Father Christmas did not leave his presents under the tree, but inside the shoes of the children!

Burning of the Yule log, and eat the Buche de Noel, a chocolate cake that is shaped into the trunk!

In Poland families celebrate Christmas with 12 courses on the table and you always leave a place in most, if a visitor arrives unexpectedly.

In some houses still putting some sheaves of wheat in the four corners of a room in memory of the stable where baby Jesus was born.

festeggiament In Spain, beginning with the Dec. 8 feast of the Immaculate Conception.

Nacimientos The cribs are called, and just as we are prepared in homes and churches.

In Germany and Austria are used much the advent calendar and wreath to mark how many days until Christmas.

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Giuseppe Ungaretti: POETRY paraphrase of "Christmas."

is December! The month of Christmas.

How much rain, wind, cold in recent days.

I think it full of charm to open this month with a great poet, a poem about Christmas and the warmth of a hearth.

(Antonio Ragone, from "The Passion of the Apostles" Akkuaria Edition - 2008)

"The poems of the collection ungarettiana" Joy of Shipwrecks, "which appeared in 1919 and became, in 1931," The Joy ", is the discovery that all wear off, it's not sinking , since the joy a fugitive moment, hence, the knowledge that happiness can only dwell in the moment, and only love, hidden in "the four somersaults smoke of the fire" may extend a moment of inner peace , found December 26, 1916 during a license Ungaretti spent in a friend's house in Naples, is a respite from the war, when the man torn by grief over the death of comrades found refuge in the "good heat", as opposed to the confusion of the streets.

CHRISTMAS

"I do not want

to dive

in a ball

road

I'm so tired

shoulders

Let so

as a

what

placed

a

corner

and forgotten

Here

not feel

other

the heat good

'm

with the four

somersaults

smoke

hearth

Naples, December 26, 1916

(Giuseppe Ungaretti) "

Paraphrase:

It's Christmas, it's cold in the streets and confusion, the poet does not want to immerse themselves in the intertwining, like ball, the city streets and disorder of the crowd, remarkably strong over the Christmas period. It only has the desire to be alone, to be forgotten by all, as a "thing to rest" in a corner of the room. The poet is tired, not so much physical fatigue, the weariness of the soul, and feels a strong desire to be alone, far away from the world altogether. In the corner by the fireside he feels the warmth of the flame that warms his body, but above all his heart. It only remains calm and to follow with the imagination the smoke rings, like somersaults, which rise from burning logs in the warm coziness of home, without noises, listening to secret voice of the soul, leaving a tired, to find peace. (Antonio Ragone)