I will see You in nearby places
I have never had the chance to attend a Morrissey's concert in my Home Country before. Happily, this time some dates and places are OK...
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Italy is mine
... and it owes me a living
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Vera da Pozzo, an Italian expat in Paris.
From the Island of the Sun to the Isle of France.
My pseudonym Vera da Pozzo is a pun alluding to what I care about most : truth and loyalty, depth and insight. In my mother tongue, the syntagma "vera da pozzo" means a puteal, but it could be a female name followed by a family name. Water is indispensable for living, and we need to keep it pure and unpolluted; it is the same for truth.
I write in English because I love this language since my childhood and also because English allows me to have a more detached view on both Italy and France. The title of my personal website and blog is a paraphrasis of the verse "England is mine and it owes me a living", from Morrissey's song "Still Ill", released in The Smiths debut album "The Smiths" on 20th February 1984. As Italy had nothing to offer to young people like me, I decided to throw my arms around Paris, as Oscar Wilde did, and I am still here. Like francophone actor Lino Ventura, I am and I will always be Italian.
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Vera meets Vera
Her name is Vera for real, and she's learning how to be the perfect companion for a blind human. I cuddled her for a while and she was...
Bonne Nouvelle
My outfit for my rendez-vous karaoke today. On my way to the Karafun Bar, just after the new good news about Morrissey's European tour, I...
Epiphany and Anniversary
On this Day I left my Home, City and Country For the Unknown And - somehow - there is still A part of Unknown In the Life I have made And...
Oscar, the Immortal Outcast
We share just a little bit of The Twentieth Century But I have always felt Myself As a Nineteenth-century Soul Your Gentle Face, so...
La vie en rose... in spite of the black cloud
Life is never easy, but Nature is my true and only guide in this Knockabout World . I am really tired of all the envious and evil people...
Max and I
Max, you came to Paris from Canada Just to find and love Me this Night "Oh, he really loves You!", Says the Lady you belong to And I tell...
Poets, Politicians and the Fall of Civilizations
Too busy and tired to rewrite the final part of my last article that had not be saved on Wix, I have just the time to publish a quote...
November 12, 2009: fifteen years ago, in Paris, my first Morrissey's concert
2009 is a very special year in my life for two reasons: one is that I FINALLY had the chance to see Morrissey live, after two decades and...
Wisdom and Beauty overcome Sadness
I could not tell why, when I was a child, Gente di Dublino (the Italian translation of Dubliners ) by James Joyce appealed to me so...
Foggy Day
Somewhere in Paris, this morning. The same place, four days ago: an unexpected Sicilian blue sky in a Parisian icy-cold morning. Two...
What can I really want?
A lapsus just lapsed From my mind through my lips When I asked to myself "What CAN I really want?" Instead of "What DO I really want?"...
Seagulls in Paris
The Day was so dull and grey Like a sad September one But July came back with the Sun When - at last - the Evening arrived And the...
From Life to Loss and back: Dermot Bolger's "The Venice Suite"
Last month I went to the Irish Cultural Centre (one of my most favourite places in Paris) and attended a poetry meeting with Dermot...
Salon de l'Agri-Torture
Paris Expo Porte de Versailles is one of the places I avoid the most in Paris: when I came to Paris, I had to visit it three times with...
Águas de Março (Waters of March) and Elis Regina
March in Paris has started by two very rainy days, and this makes me think of my favourite bossa nova song: Águas de Março (1972), by...
Happy Birthday, Gioachino Rossini
I love my birthday date, but if I had to choose another day to be born, it certainly would be 29th February : I have always found...
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