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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13 hours ago1 min read

Just two words : Thank You!

[Wednesday 2nd September, shortly after midnight, before putting my smartphone on flight mode] Well, only God knows why and how I felt that there was another new message from Morrissey, after the anecdote posted on the same day, but I was right and very happy to find it and to watch the fan made video - by Morrissey Unofficial Videos - of one of my favourite Morrissey's songs, Do your Best and don't worry, from Southpaw. [I was so tired that, like a small baby, I fell asleep

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Nov 7, 20252 min read

Do your best and don't worry

When Nothing seems to happen And You're stuck on a Desert Island There is Something coming along, and You'll find it sooner than You imagine So please, no more Tears Falling down from Your Eyes: Do Your Best and don't worry If the Dawn seems to be late And the Darkness is too heavy When your Black Dog bites again I hear You crying de profundis: Through Your Voice I feel Your Pain And It's running through my Veins For I know well what It means Since I was eight, sad and helpl

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Italy is mine

Vera da Pozzo, an Italian expat in Paris.

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Just two words : Thank You!

Do your best and don't worry

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