Eugenio Montale
Eugenio Montale
Eugenio Montalewas an Italian poet, prose writer, editor and translator, and recipient of the 1975 Nobel Prize in Literature. He is widely considered the greatest Italian lyric poet since Giacomo Leopardi. In 1973 he was awarded the Golden Wreath of the Struga Poetry Evenings in Struga, Macedonia...
NationalityItalian
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth12 October 1896
CountryItaly
book school doe
However, poetry does not live solely in books or in school anthologies.
believe struggle two
I am perhaps a late follower of Zoroaster and I believe that the foundation of life is built upon the struggle between the two opposing forces of Good and Evil.
art two musical
Slowly poetry becomes visual because it paints images, but it is also musical: it unites two arts into one.
country squares crowds
There is also poetry written to be shouted in a square in front of an enthusiastic crowd. This occurs especially in countries where authoritarian regimes are in power.
art narrative proust
Narrative art, the novel, from Murasaki to Proust, has produced great works of poetry.
lyric-poetry soul creation
This proves that great lyric poetry can die, be reborn, die again, but will always remain one of the most outstanding creations of the human soul.
creative height comedy
Strangely, Dante's Divine Comedy did not produce a prose of that creative height or it did so after centuries.
writing connections poet
There is poetry even in prose, in all the great prose which is not merely utilitarian or didactic: there exist poets who write in prose or at least in more or less apparent prose; millions of poets write verses which have no connection with poetry.
aggravation speech firsts
For my part, if I consider poetry as an object, I maintain that it is born of the necessity of adding a vocal sound (speech) to the hammering of the first tribal music.
real book simple
The real history, the one that counts and is not to be found in books, is precisely this one, the one made by simple men; and it is the only one that rules the world.
doors wonderful terrible
I have always knocked at the door of that wonderful and terrible enigma which is life.
communication reflection solitude
Mass communication, radio, and especially television, have attempted, not without success, to annihilate every possibility of solitude and reflection.
waiting
I do not go in search of poetry. I wait for poetry to visit me.
art paper pieces
Poetry is the art which is technically within the grasp of everyone: a piece of paper and a pencil and one is ready.