The Balcony geraniums
For the timid girl who goes through the pages of the story, as with any child, the experiences are all first times, whether you feel the flutter of wings of a butterfly that trembles in his fingers and then tumbles to the ground lifeless, or the fear that the mother will be standing like a butterfly. Life explodes inside her tiny existence, life but also death, however, things, voices, impressions, and the lives of others can not be felt in the daily hustle and bustle which flows with time clock. The girl who lives in the balcony geraniums timid turns slowly that can be heard on the great silence that drowns the corner of the house overlooking the rooftops, the lonely place that eventually became his own room. In there you will be able to recognize the invisibility that run beneath the crust of the world and experience the turmoil that stirs in her the offer of life. Just one girl, whose mom taught her to walk the pain in silence and witness the birth of a dream for her still sitting there where silence reigns and only pigeons, fi nally emerge, life of life, poetry, writers, the Literature and the words of the books, the discovery that peeled and wrecked the lives, which in reality only serve to hide that cease to love, but in sofi nosed mending that the art is able to stitch around, they can become immortal existence. So write a book in which guard the silence becomes the child's dream, a dream that only knew the geraniums and yet they always kept hidden. (Rcslibri.corriere.it)
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