It turns out Italians also love their poetry. Traveling in the southern region of Calabria we came upon this poem on the wall of a tiny cafe/bar.
Unfortunately I cannot read Italian but it was lovely to see this illustrated, framed bit of writing decorating the wall of a bar in a mountain top village.
I too am passionate about poetry. I even write some so this idea intrigued me even without the translation.
See my recent blog about traveling in Italy with my sister-in-law, Nancy Howard who organizes Ionian Jewel Tours, custom made tours in Italy.
Traveling with Nancy you experience the details of Italian life you might ordinarily miss.
He lives in Montepeone where Nancy grew up.Alfonso wrote a poem which is on a plaque there.
The people of Montepeone remember this place as an important part of life in the village. Going up and down the road people would stop to meet and greet one another, chat and share the news of the day. They would like their children to have this experience and keep the tradition of sharing at the spring.
Here is a loose translation of the poem by Alfonso. It is written in Calabrese:
No one can refresh like you. You water the land and the forest from a distance with joy and happiness. It does not matter who they are or what they do. Here is where they refresh themselves. Like me they love my little fountain.
One of Alfonso's books of poems. I hear there is an autographed copy on it's way to me. ;-)
My brother Dave Howard with Alfonse.
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Alfonzo and his wife Rosetta are like family.
I love visiting them and chat into the evening.
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