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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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In memory of Georg Elser, the Unlucky Hero who stood alone against Hitler

Here's to You, Georg, Unlucky Hero, Working Class Self-taught Genius: You filled with Music your Hard Life And brought Joy to another Man's Wife You were a Christian, not a Bigot, And a Communist, not an Extremist; You never wanted to kill, but You had to You tried and You failed and were jailed And when the War was near to the end They killed and buried You with Shame For They could not accept that a Man Alone Could think by Himself and fight for All To Georg Elser (4 Januar

A Message for Bedtime

Back from the karaoke night, I thought that I would find a new message on Morrissey Central and I was right: a new fan video made by George Rae for the live version of The More You ignore Me, the Closer I get from the concert in Louisville I talked about here, after a poetic impromptu and among other nice surprises. All the old black-and-white films [... and I fell asleep like an infant, if infants were able to go and sing at a karaoke night and to come back home by themselve

Home is a Question Mark

This article, as the birthday poem I have just published, has been sleeping in the drafts since yesterday morning. It is a real blessing to watch ad libitum this beautiful video of Morrissey in Lowell, singing Home is a Question Mark, posted by Ryan Lowry on YouTube: it was a very nice surprise to find it last week, when I was still in Paris and four-letter-wording in Alcatraz. Many thanks to Ryan Lowry, Winnie Wong, Avery Munson Clark, Timothy O'Connell and Jinho Myung who

Another Message to cheer me up, while travelling back to my Family

I had just managed to update my long article which follows a poem to the Unique and Irreplaceable One and contains some childhood memories, while entering Italy and getting closer to the part of my family who lives Somewhere in the North and with whom I will spend my school holidays. I am waiting for the border controls: if the Police is not too busy with people who do not have their ticket, I will proudly show my brand new electronic identity card with a good old-fashioned (

An Unexpected Find: "Humoresque" (1946)

Looking for some pictures of the concert in Lowell, I had a look on Morrissey Central and I found something else, but... what an unexpected find: a fan made video by Morrissey Unofficial Videos with one of the most cynical, darkest and saddest songs written by Morrissey: Lifeguard Sleeping, Girl Drowning, from the studio album Vauxhall and I (1994), combined with some Van Gogh's paintings and AI animations of Morrissey's photographs from the Nineties and pictures from the pho

99 years ago - In memory of Nicola Sacco and Bartolomeo Vanzetti

Red leaves announcing new roses to bloom. Photo taken by me this morning, in memory of Nicola Sacco and Bartolomeo Vanzetti, Italian immigrants and anarchists, who were unjustly charged with armed robbery and murder and sentenced to death after a long, biased and irregular trial. Sacco and Vanzetti spent seven years imprisoned in Charlestwon prison in Boston and, despite many worldwide popular manifestations demanding their release, they were sent on the electric chair on 23r

Work is a four-letter Word

Inspired by the 1964 play Eh?, written by Henry Livings, the film was produced four years later. Directed by Peter Hall and starring David Warner and Cilla Black, Work is a four-letter Word is not available on DVD but it can be watched on YouTube and it will be a nice divertissement tonight. The original film's title song by Cilla Black (a singer I do like, whom I discovered through The Beatles before knowing that Morrissey was a fan of her) and the "infamous" cover by The Sm

Aisling Trí Néallaibh: Clouded Reveries

During my school holidays in Paris, I am glad to have had the chance to go to the Irish Cultural Centre tonight and watch Clouded Reveries by Ciara Nic Chormaic: a stunning interview-documentary with and about the poet and essayist Doireann Ní Ghríofa, an interesting figure in the Irish literary world. I would have loved to meet her but there was just the director, a resident artist at the Irish Cultural Centre: Ciara Nic Chormaic is a lovely and friendly lady - as all the Ir

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