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ordinario dell&#39;Italian Society for Law and Literature (Società Italiana di Diritto e Letteratura), in seguito all&#39;approvazione delle coordinatrici Carla Faralli, professoressa emerita presso l&#39;Università di Bologna, e Maria Paola Mittica, professoressa ordinaria di filosofia del diritto presso l&#39;Università di Urbino.&amp;nbsp;Nata nel giugno del 2008, presso il CIRSFID, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/6905222991630308612/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2026/08/adesione-alla-italian-society-for-law.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/6905222991630308612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/6905222991630308612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2026/08/adesione-alla-italian-society-for-law.html' title='Adesione alla Italian Society for Law and Literature (Società Italiana di Diritto e Letteratura)'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-2680307222825105242</id><published>2026-01-02T19:43:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2026-01-02T19:43:48.973+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Il Principe</title><summary type="text">Niccolò Machiavelli, Il Principe, riscritto in italiano moderno, Rizzoli, Milano, pp. 21-23.Non ho ornato e infarcito la mia opera di artifici stilistici né di abbellimenti retorici, né di parole ricercate e altisonanti, a cui spesso molti autori ricorrono per impreziosire i loro scritti, perché ho voluto che nessuna cosa la abbellisca e che sia ben accolta per la varietà della materia e per </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/2680307222825105242/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2026/01/il-principe.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2680307222825105242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2680307222825105242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2026/01/il-principe.html' title='Il Principe'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGpq0t3dL_V6N4Lqex9LHHPeEzaQhfLWwoM8AX0EoWr-sXkFn0KmgtKAMMux1cBt15zSsY0THcT9NH_KryUS0gcLk9YLwYq7jEl8LcNze6_6TFkSPiTY1izSiP8XL1G-9vHhmB5ySVI4DCm4mqBD4xUr2xTfGFWJM2OBU56MuDOp3FFFcQ4PFya10mFXA/s72-c/1000036264.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-2448554286476566064</id><published>2025-10-28T16:20:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2025-10-28T19:14:33.350+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Al culmine della disperazione</title><summary type="text">Ci sono due modi di sentire la solitudine: sentirsi soli al mondo o avvertire la solitudine del mondo. Chi si sente solo vive un dramma puramente individuale; il sentimento dell&#39;abbandono può sopraggiungere anche in una splendida cornice naturale. In tal caso interessa unicamente la propria inquietudine. Sentirti proiettato e sospeso in questo mondo, incapace di adattarti ad esso, consumato in te</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/2448554286476566064/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/10/al-culmine-della-disperazione.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2448554286476566064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2448554286476566064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/10/al-culmine-della-disperazione.html' title='Al culmine della disperazione'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV5RcvCIoYQqX6-1_JaofTs_rvk8pdBEfylqMOihRGm_1dewThdJhdUcORvXLaNbZDE8WF4d7t8rFzNoQDm0mVbY4rWoNpJoZhzDPlIRrJqD857wvGU7XyFkExY_qA7vPlM7y96y_sBji0uaJ_Fw_MGEyyVQ1qkJjk12sKA7qIwlQhurNvWb9MIwS9fFo/s72-c/1000043116.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-2590125729296295564</id><published>2025-09-20T07:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2025-09-20T07:00:00.163+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I Promessi Sposi</title><summary type="text">[…] l’unica persona che vide, fu un’altra donna, distante forse un venti passi; la quale, con un viso ch’esprimeva terrore, odio, impazienza e malizia, con cert’occhi stravolti che volevano insieme guardar lui, e guardar lontano, spalancando la bocca come in atto di gridare a più non posso, ma rattenendo anche il respiro, alzando due braccia scarne, allungando e ritirando due mani grinzose e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/2590125729296295564/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/09/i-promessi-sposi.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2590125729296295564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2590125729296295564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/09/i-promessi-sposi.html' title='I Promessi Sposi'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguw4G0Bc2-WdIs-RjYjPm42g24dpKC5WZ7Hz4gH4jikMEfxbvEPFZu-dxOOpULX-5J5FzRo0e2Fv7ACOLqY-ni7gSf-0RAFApYLpV07DROqrjfEI1XcHmuTH3tu9P5OEuQJCY7G9v3egG1ySs4Pv8VmKeT3s1MweELSVZU487Yj3992cCwqcGEvAn00KY/s72-c/1000036263.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-2327343452798811439</id><published>2025-09-18T00:30:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2026-02-22T16:47:06.167+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Parole in Clessidra Gianluca Bisso con il suo nuovo libro Riflessioni sul Nulla </title><summary type="text">Sabato 20 settembre alle ore 17,30 torna a Mardilibri per la rassegna &quot;Parole in clessidra&quot; Gianluca Bisso con il suo nuovo libro &quot;Riflessioni sul Nulla - una meta-biografia filosofica con i Maestri dell&#39;Assurdo&quot; (libreria universitaria edizioni).La lettura di capolavori della letteratura come &quot;Il mito di Sisifo&quot; di Camus, offre al nostro autore la possibilità di affrontare una fase di &quot;crisi </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/2327343452798811439/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/09/a-parole-in-clessidra-gianluca-bisso.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2327343452798811439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2327343452798811439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/09/a-parole-in-clessidra-gianluca-bisso.html' title='A Parole in Clessidra Gianluca Bisso con il suo nuovo libro Riflessioni sul Nulla '/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1y_bu4yualTHBFPsvJUuGEJcXeOsisl4IExh-9g6LtWT540i1XivnLJfFVe0G0EKugmnmBlw56cjnQZYvhd1_POtTG3z0eQf2SS_yA8SqWOaODYK7e6I1S7j17Td9N4bokVSwtmYr2jfZQvSaqvrZXLGa4E3yKrfs1DB0LwtrfG9jwpGpk5ZwqV55mBQ/s72-c/1000036696.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-6434779710267025351</id><published>2025-09-14T08:40:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2025-09-14T08:40:00.131+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Per il battesimo dei nostri frammenti</title><summary type="text">Vola alta parola, cresci in profondità&amp;nbsp;tocca nadir e zenith della tua significazione,giacché talvolta lo puoi – sogno che la cosa esclami&amp;nbsp;nel buio della mente –però non separarti&amp;nbsp;da me, non arrivare,&amp;nbsp;ti prego, a quel celestiale appuntamentoda sola, senza il caldo di meo almeno il mio ricordo, siiluce, non disabitata trasparenza …Mario Luzi, Poesie, Mondadori, Milano, 1998, Per</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/6434779710267025351/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/09/per-il-battesimo-dei-nostri-frammenti.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/6434779710267025351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/6434779710267025351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/09/per-il-battesimo-dei-nostri-frammenti.html' title='Per il battesimo dei nostri frammenti'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT1W1NRibKNO1MYcKFUYl3T0avg1DpYnb72JmXxMytAWGON_tB4D1ZLMYq90b5xopmZjlar5G0y_RQz6rHBWcwbQPgmivhbgKxEPS8vWZKDGdgnFQ36kH5mwkl1PgLmQRwfXsiP8uJGuxoTu4XWvM4doP5B5nLQ_7wz22SPcSYA9G9ijdMSnzTkFMoBAY/s72-c/1000036260.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-7735437329091838599</id><published>2025-09-13T07:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2025-09-13T07:44:00.120+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leopardi, Tutte le poesie e tutte le prose</title><summary type="text">Ti dirò che questa mia inclinazione non sorge da alcuna sciagura che mi sia capitata, ovvero che io mi aspetti che sopraggiunga: ma da un fastidio della vita; da un tedio veemente che assomiglia al dolore e allo spasimo; dal vedere, gustare e toccare la vanità di ogni cosa che mi capita nella giornata. Non solo il mio intelletto, ma anche i miei sentimenti, anche le sensazioni corporee, sono </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/7735437329091838599/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/09/leopardi-tutte-le-poesie-e-tutte-le.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/7735437329091838599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/7735437329091838599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/09/leopardi-tutte-le-poesie-e-tutte-le.html' title='Leopardi, Tutte le poesie e tutte le prose'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcwaf2rGdQvwpe66QP6jO68fBMnNZIjFMYMG7VptELRUZ75xGEvS8X9lN5sjD07O9EBJDICEyIz0U7hwRvBmn9RQBYzBAQUKWvH0i5HGl0RFLZETMQjrmSCuOBFFKB-9HJmpds_62UfWK0vIdXFCBClTMRV_MMr71XcdinXvD1ASHBsEhkeIpPDXkZxtw/s72-c/1000036267.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-2567328642026631204</id><published>2025-09-06T16:29:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2025-09-06T16:29:00.125+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Uno studio in rosso</title><summary type="text">Nell&#39;anno 1878, dopo essermi laureato in medicina, alla University of London, mi trasferii a Netley per seguire il corso di abilitazione a chirurgo militare. Una volta completati gli studi, fui destinato al Quinto Fucilieri del Northumberland come aiuto-chirurgo. In quegli anni il reggimento era di stanza in India, ma ancor prima che potessi raggiungerlo scoppiò la seconda guerra afghana. Appena </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/2567328642026631204/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/09/uno-studio-in-rosso.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2567328642026631204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2567328642026631204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/09/uno-studio-in-rosso.html' title='Uno studio in rosso'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmVbTsTfkM35f81-O5q5PNV2sVBG09KUAC1xciQ79_FpwauthCZ-V8F5MUoD70RftSxvAfzFPc7qkN9Ild-HqnqnukH7WjhMBJwDVI5o0IFSavDtiW1BKZ2D6vzMvuPKTdaZtoaWOf-683j8yRTD8g8fhG2jiUZZW-iSMIe0dVDDL77y8ubY_HkvY58TI/s72-c/1000014033.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-5030232823442968780</id><published>2025-09-05T20:30:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2025-09-21T09:30:32.221+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentazione di Riflessioni sul Nulla </title><summary type="text">Sabato 20 settembre, Libreria MardiLibri. Con Alessandra Ribaldone, Angelo Airò Farulla, Silvia Boano.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/5030232823442968780/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/09/presentazione-di-riflessioni-sul-nulla.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/5030232823442968780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/5030232823442968780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/09/presentazione-di-riflessioni-sul-nulla.html' title='Presentazione di Riflessioni sul Nulla '/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv_0o4wLwqTW1qdFlcOSeqOXWbrs-pXeYACAWL0MKPyPluZzxzJpMv4rNd7DJJvcVGlcQtflrD7l7k1533RrKYPyV99HVXrjwldWTq4I3gzN4B8pqCes71nsLKDRF51SUU7gHaeqN7fzmVxUgne5kGCcyuTMQlOqHp8RR4kgrbXaLYYm3UltnFwrY6nqs/s72-c/1000036694.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-8459863648169171410</id><published>2025-09-01T17:57:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2025-10-13T22:08:20.575+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Il Necronomicon </title><summary type="text">Howard Phillips Lovecraft</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/8459863648169171410/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/09/il-necronomicon.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/8459863648169171410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/8459863648169171410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/09/il-necronomicon.html' title='Il Necronomicon '/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5GVr2qCgHuwcgfdnjLU6FPJJ6ihXQ3Wx1b7uS6ogF_wezkEOVcktBkZeISHr7HEqCRI_A2p0gAYn8XbGubj15V_Cxd6SjEf0_Q690XTKxFaSAjNQsAAqy-pXsXW06XPP5_gbrcJZGxoDd0Et-R4zOyaTpuPXJy51XGPr_q1AU2yqmJ890xsC9Hi78MB8/s72-c/1000036378.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-162106570052290316</id><published>2025-08-31T07:39:00.011+02:00</published><updated>2025-08-31T07:39:00.118+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lettere dalla Terra</title><summary type="text">Dio è onnisciente e onnipotente. […] nulla può accadere senza che lui non sappia già in anticipo che accadrà; nulla accade senza il suo permesso; nulla può accadere che lui decida d’impedire. […] Quindi, avendo così reso il Creatore responsabile di tutti quei dolori, malattie e infelicità sopra elencate, che lui avrebbe potuto prevenire, il talentuoso cristiano lo chiama umilmente Padre Nostro!&amp;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/162106570052290316/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/lettere-dalla-terra.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/162106570052290316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/162106570052290316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/lettere-dalla-terra.html' title='Lettere dalla Terra'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1tpn4lWUhsfR7ydR3FUpjKhv1xfWszCbhTR1dL-1yh9Rgs9t5emNYIVeMKf2on7G9Ro_5M-sqW04CnOG71360PfUdTSjRSOg0MVWX8GtDohFmcNLIWJOqPyXkTdLhZFto-8jXMcK4ihz9ESyIN0Qfu6JAws47xSj6md13QaH0QGgYcJ03WApXfDGDR-4/s72-c/1000036252.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-1271322019155209138</id><published>2025-08-30T17:10:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2025-08-30T17:10:00.135+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Paesi</title><summary type="text"></summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/1271322019155209138/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/paesi.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/1271322019155209138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/1271322019155209138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/paesi.html' title='Paesi'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje7KNN21zSsF1n698aTKrDc1JKr-aQc3DduLcGOeQut7Ogua_7uM8dwlGitlsO_A6JAurWHuGASNS35EMSWUCt0EbcJXY2Yb9hYSuiYBdEU53Vyf7G7XKtaTj_74VgcOUc8i90EBlVcn5LCSNQjrpVtX5kHrhNkRVYVuLG9kj94erUav9C3kVsKp7iaW8/s72-c/20230409_175807.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-1553557540864401672</id><published>2025-08-25T17:59:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2025-08-25T17:59:00.129+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Al dio sconosciuto</title><summary type="text">Non ci colpirà un giorno chi fece la terra,&amp;nbsp;e il cielo e il mare splendente?&amp;nbsp;Chi è colui al quale offriremo il nostro sacrificio?VedaBenché l&#39;anno volgesse all&#39;autunno e con le settimane passassero i mesi, il calore dell&#39;estate continuò, e in fine diminuì così gradualmente che non fu percettibile nessun cambiamento di stagione. […] Venne il novembre prima che l&#39;aria si si rinfrescasse e</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/1553557540864401672/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/al-dio-sconosciuto.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/1553557540864401672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/1553557540864401672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/al-dio-sconosciuto.html' title='Al dio sconosciuto'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvsQry2s_GAtzp_85k_5IFWQWBhuvTpwXa3N286f79a1P8MdmHJZD5hepHJNTSmBZJkHHO5WeglJN3TiBGrxGBqj22IzQemrc5T1BecBk5OcStpFMAIYWlUIdcUlzJrE2ecsHLtNvW-7Mn4osT_2fKKCvyTSNxyR7TNq6i9PE0XKWJQTk8Qp0yjFjRDGc/s72-c/1000014496.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-2627839817057107054</id><published>2025-08-24T18:00:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2025-08-24T18:00:00.117+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I pascoli del cielo</title><summary type="text">Gli abitanti dei Pascoli del Cielo dicevano che la fattoria Battle era maledetta, e i loro bambini dicevano che era stregata. Per quanto la terra fosse tra le più fertili della valle, nessuno desiderava possederla. Le terre che sono state abbandonate hanno sempre qualcosa di sinistro e minaccioso. Gli alberi che crescono intorno ad una casa abbandonata sono alberi oscuri e le loro ombre hanno </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/2627839817057107054/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/i-pascoli-del-cielo.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2627839817057107054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2627839817057107054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/i-pascoli-del-cielo.html' title='I pascoli del cielo'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaHI61fq4GX8t1N7DPBtTJJ27wH0tB-xS0daNsLyAdMGS9BIztQQspvwqUT4POp-fOXZ4CokZz7tC-uuD3DGBaorkuIzAstVxS74BSV2eHkhMklCTTe2Yi7kBWpNcVy7JVrsmvz2-k414Dy-MBGVeT9ZSfx02mBO-HzUD9WEymhyx7WdYKvCZ7NdN8jCg/s72-c/1000014494.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-3854032012617293834</id><published>2025-08-23T13:57:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2025-08-23T13:57:00.130+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Uomini e topi</title><summary type="text">&lt;!--more--&gt;Quando vide che non rispondeva né si muoveva si chinò su di lei. Le sollevò un braccio e lo lasciò ricadere. Per un momento sembrò confuso, poi sussurrò spaventato: &quot;Ho fatto una cosa brutta. Ho fatto un&#39;altra cosa brutta.&quot;John Steinbeck, Uomini e topi, Bompiani, Milano, 2019, p. 105.&amp;nbsp;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/3854032012617293834/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/04/uomini-e-topi.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/3854032012617293834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/3854032012617293834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/04/uomini-e-topi.html' title='Uomini e topi'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcWcrIhigEcZs3vZp8ccHv28CGeS3vDN5HddYrotO5An5BKVjU2T0hotRXIJd0RPvgHp0pCJ69uRmqNqayj3M5RKZffGYQ_4tNKFE25x3IktaYSQ15dwRGk_zwvQUsriq25RBx6KXi5D6NI6sTb-VnTrku1VXo5M9OrH2ONlKqybQYkpmIBTcZitKfyXI/s72-c/20240606_141243.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-2654124399918244465</id><published>2025-08-16T08:54:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2026-07-11T15:02:05.841+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Il segreto di Luca</title><summary type="text">«Sarebbe anche opportuno»&amp;nbsp;aggiunse il maresciallo «che una persona di fiducia avvicini subito quel disgraziato, fin dal suo arrivo qui, per indagarne lo stato d&#39;animo, che so&amp;nbsp;io, le intenzioni.»Ignazio Silone, Il segreto di Luca, Mondadori, Milano, 2016, capitolo II, p. 12.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/2654124399918244465/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/il-segreto-di-luca.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2654124399918244465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2654124399918244465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/il-segreto-di-luca.html' title='Il segreto di Luca'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNYsDdhFO8iarSH1JktFhh6FeR-_i9o0_8C-03deKmZHNt3gssP4A90zKh_Db4UQrX2j4fmWII5GnnKW09FEjHXY-5soaRc1WBmhrF0W66ebjUU3Q6p94C5F9bE6XnmblGrXcyk0CP0jh5TnZGkgdp4J5tmsB0WjNd9A1NLeARRT4pV-6-E2Ngdp7cKRQ/s72-c/1000014490.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-8055772910757804619</id><published>2025-08-15T07:00:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2025-08-15T07:00:00.138+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fontamara</title><summary type="text">In capo a tutti c&#39;è Dio, padrone del cielo. Questo ognuno lo sa.&amp;nbsp;Poi viene il principe Torlonia, padrone della terra.&amp;nbsp;Poi vengono le guardie del principe.&amp;nbsp;Poi vengono i cani delle guardie del principe.&amp;nbsp;Poi, nulla.&amp;nbsp;Poi, ancora nulla.&amp;nbsp;Poi, ancora nulla.&amp;nbsp;Poi vengono i cafoni.&amp;nbsp;E si può dire ch&#39;è finito.Ignazio Silone, Fontamara, Mondadori, Milano, 2016, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/8055772910757804619/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/fontamara.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/8055772910757804619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/8055772910757804619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/fontamara.html' title='Fontamara'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl39_SPEbzTqux1g_3wQ8vYy-_Mgg4IHNkYcZImAM1P6DwmlQlvCn7x_Q47-6NPqEGIgDzk2hwn6BVeg6zf6ys86nfyoOMdbnVxX3bQT7oxueG8tS1CfcTanbBbvXDGADwwAElcYGCF3MIOJR82SMgfqKKEc2YMoxdt3A16Bxh8r7NvqHwZhLK81Lkg2M/s72-c/1000014492.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-2639785470255766150</id><published>2025-08-10T08:50:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2025-08-10T08:50:00.119+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lezioni spirituali per giovani samurai</title><summary type="text">La vita umana è strutturata in modo tale che soltanto guardando in faccia la morte possiamo comprendere la nostra autentica forza e il grado del nostro attaccamento alla vita. Nello stesso modo in cui per saggiare la durezza di un diamante è necessario sfregarlo contro un rubino o uno zaffiro sintetico, per provare la resistenza della vita è inevitabile scontrarsi con la durezza della morte. Una </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/2639785470255766150/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/lezioni-spirituali-per-giovani-samurai.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2639785470255766150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2639785470255766150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/lezioni-spirituali-per-giovani-samurai.html' title='Lezioni spirituali per giovani samurai'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUcH1hrOtQcHZ2qtRFPSo4N49wqKOygCCRTQ9TwCV1MDcTusFL0XK_y3X3UrzADhxGbHM1jg7jMd2T9V0KpmNCZSH_krxncDiLNd3T-Wy1OH6KBaPRc3lYHlwLUl2EBaZoNjjViG25NnNDf_iq8BefU6b247UuptKOqI_0siudjX13zLsg89UBx7Ld-4Q/s72-c/1000018221.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-2350214354137569994</id><published>2025-08-09T14:28:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2025-08-09T14:28:00.133+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Per i sentieri dove cresce l&#39;erba</title><summary type="text">penso che son così poche le cose che durano nel tempo. Penso che pure le dinastie scompaiono e quanto c’è di più grandioso un giorno crollerà. Non c’è bisogno di vedere del pessimismo in questa riflessione, ma solo la consapevolezza di quanto la vita sia mutevole, fluida, dinamica. Tutto si muove in mille direzioni, tutto è vitale, e per uno che cade un altro ce n’è che si solleva, occupa spazio </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/2350214354137569994/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/per-i-sentieri-dove-cresce-lerba.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2350214354137569994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2350214354137569994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/per-i-sentieri-dove-cresce-lerba.html' title='Per i sentieri dove cresce l&#39;erba'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxKVE86biw1H_wDCjMeOL7ziNsQLu7930afNErERqmNL-KKAMnbb4DnIlGmvsZ0ihdzlLZDtX1gP6tv9YpNClJs7cLFgPpZ5ejToAsIarSwfwsyH7N_SbOyF1uV8kWgdEI8mp6d0ujfH-W5YmOnNd7Zz1lnOjIa4UoUA13h8aMcvTm-Z69TRBfswHA49Q/s72-c/1000014497.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-1335844859937177689</id><published>2025-08-03T10:32:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2025-08-03T10:32:00.123+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La luna e i falò</title><summary type="text">Un paese ci vuole, non fosse che per il gusto di andarsene via. Un paese vuol dire non essere soli, sapere che nella gente, nelle piante, nella terra c&#39;è qualcosa di tuo, che anche quando non ci sei resta ad aspettarti.&amp;nbsp;Cesare Pavese, La lune e i falò, capitolo I.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/1335844859937177689/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/la-luna-e-i-falo.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/1335844859937177689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/1335844859937177689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/la-luna-e-i-falo.html' title='La luna e i falò'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDWl4JAkV84Bc8E59L0yQ-Fur-g_6yIcA0xhQxEn64Ll_XjIy4qip0JeBHlXXgv2fcotmSvhfCO02a_d92W4_Y4Zq7tWhTfTxPK9Ek9evjfJI_HPSWhraCr4-RQHQGsHpr6knklS2XxnBMqGx-fMOQYj8yLkZclC41QnI2rh5hlMJdprEwAIXh1k7M_lE/s72-c/1000013974.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-2783514195636298195</id><published>2025-08-02T08:46:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2025-08-02T08:46:00.150+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Prima che il gallo canti. Il carcere. La casa in collina</title><summary type="text">Con la guerra divenne legittimo chiudersi in sé, vivere alla giornata, non rimpiangere più le occasioni perdute. Ma si direbbe che la guerra io l’attendessi da tempo e ci contassi, una guerra così insolita e vasta che, con poca fatica, si poteva accucciarsi e lasciarla infuriare, sul cielo delle città, rincasando in collina. Adesso accadevano cose che il semplice vivere senza lagnarsi, senza </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/2783514195636298195/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/prima-che-il-gallo-canti-il-carcere-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2783514195636298195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/2783514195636298195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/08/prima-che-il-gallo-canti-il-carcere-la.html' title='Prima che il gallo canti. Il carcere. La casa in collina'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiASvPIyPsRrMp3cOE3zmcvkBB9bAAuRtQsTpt6lsRSos-6fNow0UTRzrIrAJsY-kDU4coP547o0h5z2uUXV0rFy4bPD3IvTpqQRKPaQgfY9RaVVDvcapxEQrb7JhJtRi8ojNHEK-y2e0X5nvKynRlpPL43rYGzYzaXSkISuBC59OBkpF3pw_LCdrvrkN8/s72-c/1000013976.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-3081415571763621249</id><published>2025-07-31T21:58:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2025-07-31T21:58:00.165+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Libertà e luce. Mario Luzi e Italo Bolano</title><summary type="text">Il 31 luglio dell&#39;anno scorso è uscito Libertà e luce, L’incontro tra la poesia di Mario Luzi e la pittura di Italo Bolano,&amp;nbsp;un saggio illustrato incentrato sul ciclo pittorico di Italo Bolano ispirato alle poesie di Mario Luzi, con approfondimenti critici sull’ermetismo, sull’astrattismo e sull’espressionismo.L’opera è corredata da rappresentazioni fotografiche, per concessione del Trust </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/3081415571763621249/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/07/liberta-e-luce-mario-luzi-e-italo-bolano.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/3081415571763621249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/3081415571763621249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/07/liberta-e-luce-mario-luzi-e-italo-bolano.html' title='Libertà e luce. Mario Luzi e Italo Bolano'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8gK0DPuh_5Qm4dvz-Esw8-2a2Zmw6PTKp_y3skEcm-XoryBXS2yWZPvRQsXfHQ8AOjsscSU_1pdVdQbbp5FsCE6-yDygZ4_c8TM6ZGpCKWMJxL4qIMK48voE_-2X4WyM1OPhCZoD9_PQcTJ-JVLaKR1iFI9TKm48CyioSxfQLi_9WaVTP9semzVR4/s72-c/FB_IMG_1671886218584.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-7135121235093741449</id><published>2025-07-31T07:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2025-07-31T07:00:00.127+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosimo I dei Medici</title><summary type="text">Eugenio Giani, Cosimo I dei Medici. Il padre della Toscana moderna, Giunti, Firenze, 2023.&amp;nbsp;Basta arrivare dal mare, col traghetto, per abbracciare con lo sguardo una città che è porto e un porto che è fortezza. E per di più fortezza poderosa, con legittima pretesa di inespugnabilità. Il forte Stella dominato dal faro, la cinta muraria, l’imponente successione dei bastioni che si inerpicano </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/7135121235093741449/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2024/09/cosimo-i-dei-medici.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/7135121235093741449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/7135121235093741449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2024/09/cosimo-i-dei-medici.html' title='Cosimo I dei Medici'/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYaJAjGCNnWK27Uk5W4za6KKT8MLXrdFUEXAA-ijWS3OXZ7iB4iJsSLD5NqEQn_rky8H7Q0EAJdipx2uEoWynqVNEEav6gswoPbTaiLHWqJpXNPhg2GnbrB3daCFFnUr-JnL2I-Q_zCtpKfBBOGpU9m7mKftfgLRu3kF33WGABbLDr3x9w4LJM4kehZek/s72-c/20240606_140529.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7290361457095936634.post-1908227515066483848</id><published>2025-07-28T07:00:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2025-07-28T07:00:00.118+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I Malavoglia </title><summary type="text">Un tempo i Malavoglia erano stati numerosi come i sassi della strada vecchia di Trezza; ce n’erano persino ad Ognina, e ad Aci Castello, tutti buona e brava gente di mare, proprio all’opposto di quel che sembrava dal nomignolo, come dev’essere. Veramente nel libro della parrocchia si chiamavano Toscano, ma questo non voleva dir nulla, poichè da che il mondo era mondo, all’Ognina, a Trezza e ad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/feeds/1908227515066483848/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/07/i-malavoglia.html#comment-form' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/1908227515066483848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7290361457095936634/posts/default/1908227515066483848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gianlucabisso.blogspot.com/2025/07/i-malavoglia.html' title='I Malavoglia '/><author><name>Gianluca Bisso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06712673184697840543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEIZWFSb7ciM5PI_LsTPeI9RW5CFgroxAReO8XfzkdWwgDoyH3Ai0c8nNBwdUpeg8i60J-xkAC1YgMDMtk_ggePcnCKwFip81MFmUYZc2UJ7hY2dtthHg0cGVRf-JvKg/s150/IMG_20200110_131919_378.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7DU2hX15wVe5Z2Bj07Vr09aUm66xJeUwYOgZ3dx3MNw7E0jSmuxcpnTMTNlCAaZFY6V9RmknbBDpJiJHJHZ6GxVMionNA8hZSN8QPgh3SLFY6Y2d0I_3H_-O3EU1XK7ed1-Hg3RnjIkApb28Aou7qyd4YbKOUa1RiruaCCMjR-ZYUoE7-6N9nQ5iMFd8/s72-c/1000014487.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>