Paolo Giuseppe Mazzarello

Rookie - 473 Points (September 30th 1959 / Genoa Italy)

Aan) The Origins, The End - Poem by Paolo Giuseppe Mazzarello

'The horses of Wallenstein pass, the infantrymen of Mèrode pass, the horses of Anhalt pass, the infantrymen of Brandebourgh, and then the horses of Montecuccoli, and then those ones of Ferrari; Altringer pass, Furstenberg pass, Colloredo pass; the Croats pass, Torquato Conti pass, others and others pass; somehow Galasso passed, too, and was the last: '
Alessandro Manzoni

Our story is ending and we're going to go back some thousands of years.
Man was really simple and identified in old Greece.
Among sea and stones one couldn't live without the resources of his ingenuity.
The skill of managing the tricks of nature was turned to those ones of the human cohabitation.
There wasn't peace forever: the Persians were strong but...
Athens felt too strong and fought Sparta.
The Macedons were clever but did not know the politics.
Then the hour of Rome struck and our hour struck, too.
'The Origins' end here,
The Professor H.A.L. Fisher helped me to write them,
My nephew Nick invented the title.
Rome is another story.

Topic(s) of this poem: history, literature

Form: Carpe Diems

Comments about Aan) The Origins, The End by Paolo Giuseppe Mazzarello

  • Cindy Kreiner SeraCindy Kreiner Sera (4/21/2009 12:25:00 PM)

    History coming alive in 2009 -'The horses of Wallenstein and of Anhalt pass, the infantrymen of Mèrode should have many readers delving into references hereof and that's as wonderful and informative as your write. (Report)Reply

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  • Onelia Avelar (10/21/2008 2:09:00 PM)

    ...Rome is another story...I like your chronicles, would like to read about Rome as well (after the horses of Wallenstein have just passed, the brothers Romulus and Remus (the founders of Rome) nurtured in the woods by a she-wolf became founders of ancient Rome. I hope this is not the end of your chronicle. Best regards, one (Report)Reply

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  • Franco Arato (10/17/2008 8:57:00 AM)

    Paolo's last poems have an unmistakable taste for history, history as a tale. Is it a tale in Shakespearian rags? ('It is a tale / told by and idiot, full of sound and fury / signifying nothing') ? I am not quite sure: you should find a sense, Paolo suggests. It 's a refreshing choice, considering that nowadays poets usually are very busy to contemplate their own umbilicus. Though this be prose, yet ther is poetry in't! (Report)Reply

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  • Sarwar ChowdhurySarwar Chowdhury (10/14/2008 2:06:00 PM)

    You are a contemplative poet dear paolo.
    wide observation througout history.
    and the composition is compact, fine!

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  • Emancipation Planz (10/10/2008 5:07:00 AM)

    hmmmm i look forward to Hannibal and perhaps Nero and some burning..
    meanwhile.. buonanotte

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  • Sadiqullah KhanSadiqullah Khan (10/10/2008 4:47:00 AM)

    Good history, , , , , , , , , , , reproduced like live here... (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 10, 2008

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 3, 2020

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