Lypophrenia

Anselm Feuerbach celebrates a woman of monumental size. Were she to stand up, she would burst out of the canvas. No one else in the ...

So, of course, you were supposed to call me tonight
you were supposed to call me tonight
we would have gone to the cinema
and, after, to the restaurant, the one you like in your street

We would have slept together, have a nice breakfast together
and then a walk in a park together, how beautiful, and then
you would have said “I love you” in the cutest place on ...

Feel's like I'm getting older
I'm not afraid
although I'm worlds apart from yesterday
and yet I can't believe I'm old enough today
to be in love, and feel in love
and see if love's the way

I don't need fancy places
to spend the time,
I'm happy just to be here
with you tonight
and yet I'm not so sure
the time is really right
to be in love, ...

Prologue

Poems fail
when loves fail
Don't listen to what they say:
a poem needs love's heat
to survive
cold time...

I’ve invented a place
to go when I am deeply sad,
sad to the unmelting ice inside me,
sad to the crystallized tears,
when the regrets start, small white panther cubs
that nip and their bites sting.
Lipiu is what I call the place I've invented
to go ...

There is a haunted look in SALVATORE's eyes, he is searching his memory for
something he can't find, then suddenly sees, as if in a dream...his hand thirty
years before going through the routine gesture of hanging a receipt on the nail,
over the others, mechanically, without even looking...and he shuts his eyes as
if fearing the truth. Her last words have wounded him. He shakes his head, ...

CINEMA PARADISO. PROJECTION BOOTH. INT. AFTERNOON Flashback.

ELENA'S VOICE
(Off-screen)
And I didn't have time to wait for
you to comeback...

From the bottom of the spiral staircase, ELENA'S FATHER is waiting nervously,
yells up at the projection booth.

ELENA' S FATHER
Elena! Hurry up!!

YOUNG ELENA
All right, Daddy!...

In the projection booth, ALFREDO is sitting on a stool, near the
projector. Seen from the rear, the YOUNG ELENA ...

SALVATORE
I saw your daughter. She's beautiful!
Who knows how many Salvatores
must be running after her...

ELENA
(Smiling)
One or two. Bur there're not all that
many Salvatores.
(SALVATORE also smiles,
but a puzzled smile as if
what she has said had
thrown him off-guard.)
I've got a son, too...he's older.
And you, do you have children?

SALVATORE
No. And I'm not married.
(ELENA sits there in
silence. ...

In an effort to get people to look
into each other’s eyes more,
and also to appease the mutes,
the government has decided
to allot each person exactly one hundred
and sixty-seven words, per day.

When the phone rings, I put it to my ear
without saying hello. In the restaurant
I point at chicken noodle soup.
I am adjusting well to the new way.

Late at night, I ...