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The Invisible Roads of Stories

Strada che attraversa i secoli: dal selciato romano all'asfalto moderno fino alle fibre ottiche digitali, tutte convergono verso un orizzonte illuminato dal tramonto — metafora visiva delle strade invisibili della traduzione. A road through time: ancient stone paving transitions into modern asphalt and glowing digital fiber optic trails, all converging toward a golden sunset horizon — a visual metaphor for the invisible roads of translation.

When My Novel Started Travelling I recently published my first short novel, The Land on the Horizon (Il paese all’orizzonte in the original Italian). After the Italian edition, I felt the need to translate it into French — because the story is set…

We Need Words That Save Us

handwriting, symbolizing the emotional power of words

We live in a time that needs poetry.But, in truth, every time has needed poetry. We need words that pull us out of time, so we can understand — and then love — our own time.Words that ignite the kind…

Poetry: a space for being more human

Copertina del libro Nella carne, nel cuore

I recently published Nella carne, nel cuore (In the Flesh, in the Heart).A book in which I sought to weave together reflection, poetry, and short narratives, adopting a poetic style to explore—from different perspectives—emotions, intuitions, and thoughts. This publication also became an…

Where passions sway

Artistic painting of a woman holding a glowing flame in her hands beneath a twilight sky, symbolizing inner passion and emotional rebirth.

In the hushed folds of twilight’s embraceWithin, a chill, the heart abides.Retrace the steps, back to your core,Return to originsemotions untoldWhere sentiments and passions pour.The genesis of a soul, manifold.Seeking radiance in depths profound,A flame to thaw, in roots unwound.A…

The Melody of Chaos

Silhouette of a woman’s head seen from the back, symbolizing introspection, mystery, and the unexpected encounters of life.

“Nathan… stop chasing perfection. The world, life—they’re chaotic. Don’t look for order where there is none. Find the melody, the rhythm that drives chaos. Listen to some jazz, not just Bach.” That’s how Guglielmo da Baskerville said goodbye this morning…