{"id":13838,"date":"2017-04-13T11:36:16","date_gmt":"2017-04-13T09:36:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/italian\/?p=13838"},"modified":"2017-04-13T11:36:16","modified_gmt":"2017-04-13T09:36:16","slug":"la-margherita-di-trilussa","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/italian\/la-margherita-di-trilussa\/","title":{"rendered":"La Margherita di Trilussa"},"content":{"rendered":"

“M’ama … non m’ama”<\/span><\/span><\/span> (“he\/she loves me … he\/she loves me not”). In the innocence of our youth we pulled petals one by one from le margherite<\/strong> (daisies) hoping to discover whether the object of our heart’s desires truly loved us or not. Do today’s kids still do that, or do they now have an app on their iPhone that does it for them?<\/span><\/p>\n

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Margherite. Photo by Geoff.<\/em><\/span><\/p><\/div>\n

The daisy filled meadows around us remind me of this childhood game, and of a lovely poem by the Italian poet and writer Carlo Alberto Camillo Mariano Salustri<\/b>, better know (thank goodness!) as Trilussa<\/a><\/span> <\/strong>(an anagram of his surname<\/em>).
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Trilussa is famous for writing in the Romanesco<\/strong> dialect, and each of his poems contains a moral message, as in the following example, La Margherita<\/strong>, written in 1900. English translation by Serena and Geoff.
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La Margherita – The Daisy
\n<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n\n\n\n<\/colgroup>\n\n\n
Una bella Margherita
\nche fioriva in mezzo a un prato
\nfu acciaccata da un serpente,
\nda un serpente avvelenato.
\n“Se sapessi \u2014 disse er fiore \u2014
\ntutto er male che me fai!
\nE er dolore che me dai
\nquanta gente lo risente!
\nCertamente nu’ lo sai!
\nOgni donna innammorata,
\nche v\u00f4 legge la fortuna,
\nner vedemme m’ariccoje
\npe’ decide da le foje,
\nche me strappa una per una,
\ns’\u00e8 infelice o fortunata:
\ne v\u00f4 vede se l’amore
\nse conserva sempre eguale,
\ne me chiede se l’amante
\nje v\u00f4 bene o je v\u00f4 male…
\nIo, pe’ falla pi\u00f9 felice,
\npe’ levalla da le pene,
\nfo der tutto che la foja
\nche je dice “Me v\u00f4 bene”
\nsia quell’urtima che sfoja.
\nDove c’\u00e8 la Margherita
\nc’\u00e8 er bon core e la speranza,
\nc’\u00e8 la fede, c’\u00e8 l’amore
\nch’\u00e8 er pi\u00f9 bello de la vita… ”
\nOgni fiore a ‘ste parole
\nrispettoso la guard\u00f2,
\ne perfino er Girasole
\npiant\u00f2 er sole e s’inchin\u00f2. <\/span><\/td>\n		A beautiful Daisy
\nflowering in a meadow
\nwas crushed by a snake,
\nby a poisonous snake.
\n“If you only knew – said the flower –
\nall the harm you do to me!
\nThe pain you give me
\nand how many people will be affected by it!
\nCertainly you don’t know!
\nEvery woman in love,
\nwho wants to read her fortune,
\npicks me when she sees me
\nso as to decide from my petals,
\nwhich she pulls one by one,
\nwhether she’s unhappy or lucky:
\nand wants to see if love
\nremains unchanged,
\nand she asks me if her lover
\nloves her or hates her \u2026
\nI, to make her happier,
\nto take away her pain,
\ndo all I can to ensure that the petal
\nwhich says “He loves me”
\nis the last one she pulls.
\nWhere the Daisy is
\nthere’s kindness and hope,
\nthere’s faith, there’s love
\nwhich is the best of life … ”
\nEvery flower at these words
\nlooked at her with respect,
\nand even the Sunflower
\nturned from the sun and bowed down. <\/span><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n

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You can read more about Trilussa and his poems in this post: Il Testamento di un Albero<\/a><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"\"\"

“M’ama … non m’ama” (“he\/she loves me … he\/she loves me not”). In the innocence of our youth we pulled petals one by one from le margherite (daisies) hoping to discover whether the object of our heart’s desires truly loved us or not. Do today’s kids still do that, or do they now have an…<\/p>\n

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