Andrea Gibellini , in a statement, referring to " a potential place " where are woven wonders and defeats, antinomies compatible , of course, to explore perception and imagination that are the salient points on which turns the verse. A poem that announces bodies and souls , ghosts and identity : " In the winter when the snow / equals things / mole comes out here to treason. / A trace of ghost maybe / disguised in the middle of the white . "
Yet Gallerani adheres to life , even in a dimension that seems decidedly at odds with the trends of the last generations of Italian poetry , jagged , dispersive , which veer towards the mazes slang and construction methods mostly experimental .
This is not a figure abstracting process , indeed emerging aspects of communion with an archaic world , but lost in practice, as in one of the texts of opening, the most beautiful : " The house in the woods / prey haemorrhage moss / after having had many owners / nails and stripped from the walls / is now out of the pile / prone to slide on the mountain, far away from everything . " The experience is lived in a kind of magic, of still images that highlights the diptych space-time and a noble civilization perhaps confined to the campaigns of the pre- Apennines of Modena , or the natural world , from the undergrowth , interest rate, beavers, raccoons .
A poem , among others, is striking in its precision and beauty stunned between the sign and the dream, the perfect emblem of childhood , loss , loss that leads to the growth hastily adulthood. In particular the last part , poignant , qualifies as high in evocation , nell'ipersensibilità hidden : " And the ball ... / embedded on the mobile / it is no longer yours. / E ' dream of another / puer that beats to the wind : / home run your hand / grab that despite the damp / timber that now the Tarla / can not oltretempo / against that of destiny / you speak , agguantarla . "
There is also a section ironically titled "Ads by literary magazines " that exudes mood on the falsity of stereotyped patterns of a consumer society that poetry makes even a bargaining chip : " Proven business models / recruit aspiring poets / min New Topics / carers for the role ... " .
But this interlude is also an indictment of the careless and undone Italian literary reality in his official capacity . That is another model recalcitrant , self-righteous , ready to cheer with excesses and distrust with equal pride. Guido Mattia Gallerani return, finally , to the element descriptive and emotional , reabsorbed by the sight , distension , the presence of elements rarefied , as would record objects that are formed in his mind even before the filing of the eye. The resonance is at one with the lure with a vital and transience hidden in some rounded top and sloping sides of Emilia .
Alessandro Moscè