Williamsburg
Williamsburg
Domenica mattina c’era il sole, l’aria fredda tersa e quella bella luce limpida. Avevo una matta voglia di bici e di New York. Di quella Mela intima, solo mia, quella che...
The shared histories of Neapolitan singer Alfredo Bascetta and political activist/film worker Gino Bardi are revealed by a Brooklyn walkabout.
In which this blogger says nothing more profound than he really, really likes figs.
I am reminded of Eugenio Montale's haunting poem upon discovering a simple barrier wall built by an Italian immigrant in Brooklyn during the 1930s.
What the Brooklyn giglio feast and an obscure musician might tell us about Italian-American culture.