Saturday, March 02, 2019

Che cos'è Mai un Bacio? I baci Più Belli nella Poesia e nell'Arte What is a Kiss? The most beautiful Kisses in Poetry and Art edited by Alessandro Barbaglia

Che cos'è Mai un Bacio? I baci Più
Belli nella Poesia e nell'Arte What is a Kiss? The most beautiful Kisses in Poetry and Art edited by Alessandro Barbaglia published by Interlinea will drive the reader in the suggestive world of kisses, in art, poetry, literature, movies and tv series.

A kiss is magical.

Let me start with a kiss
that is not in this book but that made the history of photography. The last world war conflict was just over. The USA won the war; there was a great excitement in New York City as also of course in the rest of the country.
A sailor in Times Square saw a nurse.
He hadn't never seen her, but felt the impetuous joy and desire of kissing her. Profoundly; it's a beautiful, wonderful kiss, this one. A kiss of liberation, a kiss of new re-starts, a kiss speaking of life, joy, excitement, youth, optimism, happinessh good life and bright future.

The nurse accomplished with joy his desire.There was a lot to be happy. The war was over; obscurantism was over; a future of light was possible after years and years and years of big sufferances.
The picture was taken for case and became famous thanks to Life Magazine. 
Now the protagonists of this imagine are dead (they both died very old) but I wanted to start from here, because trust me when I tell you that, that kiss, given with joy, excitment and happiness transmit all the possible positive vibes of this world.

Beautiful and precious book this one by Alessandro Barbaglia.

I love art and poetry and kisses: they are an expression more profound than anything else in a romantic story.

A kiss is so intimate that Viviane the character portrayed by Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman will tell to Edward (Richard Gere) that the only thing that she wouldn't have done was kissing him in the mouth.

A kiss permits to enter in fact in the soul of the person kissed and vice versa.
Of course there are not, writes Barbaglia, only intimate kisses but kisses given for special occasions, because we do care for someone. Not all countries use kisses largely. French do love to kiss, and in Middle Age parents kissed their children three times because symbolically that one symbolized theTrinity.

It's wonderful the kiss of Wendy and Peter Pan, remembered by Barbaglia. J M Barrie created pure poetry. Peter didn't know what it meant to kiss someone; Wendy will present him a thimble and Peter an acorn.
That one was their kiss.
Saint Francis kissed a leprous and although at first he found it difficult later he will discover that the leprous was the face of Jesus.

The legend of the mistletoe is incredible and although I know a lot about Christmas I confess I didn't know that.
Loki, cruel God wanted to kill his brother Balder God of Light. We speak of Northern European Countries where light is precious like life.
The mother of these two boys tried her best asking to all the possible creatures, animated and not-animated of protecting Balder from the fury of the brother.
She didn't ask at the mistletoe, because she thought that it was a peaceful plant. It was an error, but although Balder will die, at the end when he resuscitated from the reign of the Dead Ones forgave everyone, including the mistletoe.
That's why with the time mistletoe became symbol of peace and love.

Shakespeare wrote of stolen kisses as an act that should be done.

Gone with the Wind is a romantic book and movie. Once Rhett Butler in love for Scarlett O'Hara will tell her that he wouldn't kiss her, although she should be kissed by someone expert, added Rhett.

Anna Karenina will fall in the hands of her lover, the young Vronskji with that joyous desperation brought by a terrible passion.
Wonderful will be the kiss between Holly Golightly  and her neighbor, in love for this wild, confused, crazy girl. In that kiss under the rain there is  desperation, confusion, necessity of love, a solidity found: that certainties that Holly hadn't known during her existence. Holly was like her cat. A wild creature, who needed someone in grade to reassuring her.

In literature and in particular in espistolary genre, Barbaglia remembers the love-story between Einsten and his first wife, another big brain of physics, mrs Maric. It was  an intense love-story this one ended up because later Albert Einstein covered the role of the scientist in the family relegating Maric at growing up their children. Maric was also a scientist and this domestic role too limitating to her.
When they were still in love and not yet married, Einstein remembers how he waited impatiently for her mouth and kisses in a letter he wrote her.

Francis Scott Fitzgerald speaking of Daisy and Gatsby, describes the moment of the kiss as the blooming of Daisy and the complete incarnation.

Described by the author also the cold, sensual kiss of Dracula imagined by Bram Stoker.

Yves Montand kissing Marylin Monroe told that at first he didn't imagine that kind of kiss but later it became "Wild; a hurricane. I couldn't stop it."

Barbaglia analyzes also the future of kisses considering that someone invented in Turin for well, men who want also to try this eccentric possibility, plastic dolls with which to make love with.

Poetry: I was so fascinated by the poems written by Jacques Prevert, Saffo, Catullo, Pablo Neruda, Chretien de Troyes, Charles Bukowsky, Wislawa Szymborska.
Illustrations are beautiful. Canova, Caravaggio, Giotto, Klimt, Magritte, Munch, Rodin, just for naming some painters and sculptures presented in this book, speaking of kisses, describing kisses, living an immortal kiss with the intensity that brings with it.

This one is a little book, that you can bring in your purse, for reading when you find some moment. These poems are all beauty.
It's little, and like the kisses described by Barrie in Peter Pan, you can hide it somewhere for surprising your partner, making happy your special one with a tender, romantic gift.

Because, after all, everything starts with a kiss.
 

I thank Interlinea for the physical copy of this book.

Anna Maria Polidori

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