Giuseppe Bartoli

Giuseppe Bartoli Poems

I wake up in the middle of the night thinking
in the beginning was the Word,
and the Word was with God, and
...

I pause the song because /
I can't remember any more /

my father being handcuffed and chained by multiple US government agents holding machine guns instead of warrants at five o'clock in the morning / the taste of grade A synthetic supermarket see-through squeeze bottle maple syrup in the shape of a woman on sale in aisle two / how the Florida State Receiver later instructed the armed mercenaries to rummage like rabid badgers through the abode by leaving each room in the shape of an overturned garbage can / the pain caused by autumnal crosswinds carving out facial imperfections like a conduit or close where tears can stagnate / my mother's hysteric bellows as she watched a bunch of unmasked strangers break up twenty years of marriage floorboard by floorboard / the sound of each snowflake committing hara-kiri is murder under the weight of chained tires /
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Giuseppe Bartoli Biography

Giuseppe Bartoli is a Peruvian-Italian-American poet, novelist, and writer currently residing between London, U.K. and Lima, Peru. He was born 30 April 1983 in Charlottesville, Virginia; however, he quickly became accustomed to the notion of moving, as his father's post-gradual studies meant relocating first to Columbus, Ohio, and then, to Miami, Florida. The prospect of a better life meant Giuseppe was on the move again, as his family relocated to his mother's native Peru. As a child growing up in Lima during the years of the Peruvian Internal Conflict, he found comfort in family, close friends, literature, and the afterschool football program at Colegio Peruano Británico. Nonetheless, there are certain sights and sounds, even as an adult, his Confessionalist Poetry still tried to come to terms with. As Peru began to stabilise in the early nineties, his parents opted to return to the US: first to Miami, Florida, and then, to Marshallville, Ohio. Being able to enjoy the great outdoors for the first time brought a sense of peace and tranquillity to Giuseppe, as he quickly adopted life in Midwest; however the collapse of his father's mutual fund saw the remainder of his teenage years marred with moves, fear, and a profound sense of sadness. Stints in Miami, Florida, Cranston, Rhode Island, and Littleton, New Hampshire ended with his return to Lima, Peru out of safety concerns. After a few months of living with his maternal grandparents, he was reunited his parents in France, shortly thereafter moving to Milan, Italy, where he would finish high school at the prestigious Sir James Henderson British School of Milan. However, there was a silver lining to all this moving: he could now speak English, Spanish, French, and Italian. Unable to mentally cope with the idea of returning to either Peru or the US, Giuseppe opted to read International Communications and History at AUP [the American University of Paris]. While studying there, his first collection of poems Excerpts of Life was published in 2003 in Maryland, USA. Determined to improve his writing, he transferred to the University of St Andrews the following year where he began working on his second collection of poems [his first in Spanish] Las Veinticinco (Horas) , which was not to be published in Peru until 2009. After struggling with an endless array of poetic forms and styles, his writing was to forever change the day he befriended the great Scottish poet Douglas Dunn. Inspired by his writing, kind advice, and tutelage, he was able to leave St Andrews with something far more valuable than just a diploma: it was discovering a poetic voice that suited both his English and Spanish personas. After a brief stint of reading the first year of a triple masters in managements in Lyon, France, and travelling around the Americas, Giuseppe decided to return to the UK. Since, he has successfully completed an M.A. in Creative Writing at Kingston University where under the tutelage of world-renowned poets such as Todd Swift, Vahni Capildeo, and Paul Perry, he began to experiment with prosaic-verse and prose. As a result, the adaptability of his poetic voice has seen some of his poems appear in issued of Poetry Scotland, Poetry Quarterly, the online e-zine Your One Phone Call, and anthologies like Oxfam's Lung Jazz. Recent projects include a new poetry collection with the working title " Retirement" , a children's book about a hip-hop dancing hippo, a new novel about the Peruvian Internal Conflict [centre in Lima instead of rural Ayacucho], a second book of poems on the Peruvian Internal Conflict, and a autobiographical piece about his life post-Ohio. He is currently thinking about restarting his PhD research as well as looking for a literary agent/publishing prospects.)

The Best Poem Of Giuseppe Bartoli

To Each Their Own

I wake up in the middle of the night thinking
in the beginning was the Word,
and the Word was with God, and

the Word was God; however
I lose my train of thought
when I turn over, finding her

cradled around my arm
like an infant, and, what if
this is how every day began:

God with his Word, and I, with her.

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