Sunday 1/8/2021 at 17:30
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CAMPIELLO ON TOUR - Meeting with the finalists of the Campiello Prize, in collaboration with the Giunti al Punto di Asiago Library
Also this year Asiago is preparing to host the finalists of the Campiello Literature Prize, Sunday, August 1, 2021.
At 5.30 pm,on the central stage of Piazza Duomo,the 5 authors who won a place in the final will present their works, exciting the public with their stories and their reflections.
The meeting is part of the literary rasegna"Aperitivo con l'autore"organized by the Giunti Al Punto library in Asiago.
To frame the event, the beautiful Asiago,with its lively and sparkling summer atmosphere, for an afternoon of culture!
INFO AND RESERVATIONS
RESERVATIONS REQUIRED to be made at the Tourist Information desk of the Municipality of Asiago.
The reservation allows access to the reserved area at the piazzale del Duomo,in Asiago and, only in case of bad weather,at the first 170 bookings, the entrance to the Palazzo del Turismo Millepini.
It is recommended to maintain an interpersonal distance of at least one meter.
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THE 5 FINALISTS OF THE CAMPIELLO PRIZE
The book of the houses of Andrea Bajani – Feltrinelli
How many parts of us are we willing to give up in order to continue to be ourselves? And above all: where have we left what we have not brought with us? Which houses keep him in secret or hold him hostage? To tell the life of a man, the only possibility is to scour his homes, look for clues to that small inevitable crime that is to say "I" knowing that behind there is always some lie. The book of houses is the story of a man – "whom by convention we will call I" – friendships, marriage in his refuge and in his wounds, the discovery of sex and poetry, detachment from a family expert in self-destruction.
The story of Io salta from house to house, up and down in time, each is the tile of a puzzle that is composed between the last quarter of the millennium and the first of the zero years: he is a young lover of a married woman in a provincial house, an infant who chases a turtle in an apartment in Rome while the tv overturns the images of Aldo Moro kidnapped and pasolini's body found at the Idroscalo; she is a husband in a bourgeois house in Turin, bohemian in an attic in Paris and a career adult in a London hotel; boy punched by his father in a holiday home, and university student thrown over a mattress; then simply a man, who pulls behind the door of an empty house.
Built as a game of Cluedo or an existential detective story, The Book of Houses is a journey through the changes of the last fifty years, in its geographies, in its real architecture as well as in the inner ones, the places from which we come and those in which we are living, the suburban buildings of the sixties, the shot that changes the course of history , and the stolen kiss behind a curtain. In a novel unique in construction, poetry and visionary style, Bajani traces the great fresco of a sentimental education in square meters.
The life that happens is above all the life in the rooms.
The water of the lake is never sweet by Giulia Caminito – Bompiani
Smell of muddy algae and dense sand, smell of wet feathers. it is an ancient crater, now full of water: it is Lake Bracciano, where Antonia's family lands, fleeing from the indifference of Rome, a proud woman to the point of stubbornness who alone takes care of a disabled husband and four children.
Antonia is honorable, Antonia does not compromise, Antonia believes in the common good and yet wants to teach her only daughter to count only on her ability to keep her head high. And Gaia learns: not to complain, to climb every day on a regional to go to school, to read books, to hide the mobile phone in a shoebox, to dive into the lake even if the currents pull to the bottom. It seems that this little girl full of freckles bows her head: instead when she looks up her eyes have a very black light. Every motion of reasonableness falls inside her as in those nights when she runs with her headlights off in the dark riding a moped. To the tasteless banality of life, to a wrong suffered Gaia reacts with unpredictable violence, with the determination of a mute divinity.
It is the two thousand years, Gaia and her friends grow up in a world from which the great political and civil battles are far away, near there is only the small cabotage of the objects possessed or denied, of the first sms, the immovable waters of an existence devoid of horizons.
Giulia Caminito gives life to a novel anchored in reality and at the same time crossed by a radical restlessness, which makes an essential and measured, angular and poetic writing the last bulwark against the looming ghosts. The lake is a magical mirror: on the bottom, together with the submerged crib, we see youth, its stubborn challenge to unhappiness.
Se l'acqua ride by Paolo Malaguti – Einaudi
"Few things remained clear in his mind: that Pellestrina is a magnificent island. That the sea enters you more than the rivers. That, above all, he would never have done anything else in life: the barcaro was the art for which he felt he was born».
On the current of the rivers nothing ever really changes. At the helm of the tapered flat-bottomed burchi, boatboats have always transported goods along the water network that winds from Cremona to Trieste, from Ferrara to Treviso. When Ganbeto climbs like a hub on his grandfather Caronte's Teresina, summer becomes epic and adventurous.
They are the roaring 60s, in the houses enter the bathroom and television in black and white, Carosello and the master Manzi. Transport travels more and more by land, and the few burchi that still resist, for obstinacy as well as for profit, prefer the safety of the engine to the slow rhythms of currents and tides.
That of the barcaro is an ancient craft, but water does not give certainty, and many men are forced to work as workers in large factories. Aboard the Teresina, Ganbeto feels invincible. The moorings, the taverns, the storms, the sea and the lagoon, the bells of Piazza San Marco, the colorful sayings of Charon and his whimsical hats, the girls who meet along the routes. Soon, however, he will no longer be able to pretend nothing, he who has one foot in the old and one in the new will have to learn the most painful lesson of all: to grow you must always leave something behind.
Sanguina ancora by Paolo Nori – Mondadori
It all begins with Crime and Punishment, a novel that Paolo Nori read as a boy: it is an initiation and, at the same time, an adventure. The discovery is in its own violent way: that novel, published one hundred and twelve years earlier, three thousand kilometers away, opens a wound that does not stop bleeding. "I still bleed. Why?" asks Paolo Nori, and his is an equally bloody answer, indeed it is a novel that tells of a man who has never stopped being as disoriented as ruthlessly exposed to his time.
If on the one hand Nori reconstructs the capital events of the life of Fyodor M. Dostoevsky, on the other hand he lets emerge what dostoevsky lets him tell about himself, almost fraternally. Because of this proximity is made the coexistence with the writer who more than any other asks us to burn the distance between ours and his experience of existing.
Engineer without vocation, precocious genius of literature, new Gogol', aspiring revolutionary, sentenced to death, confined to Siberia, perplexed citizen of the "most abstract and premeditated city of the terrestrial globe", incapable and desperate player, husband in love, incredulous father ("Have children! There is no greater happiness in the world", it is he who writes it), clumsy, bald, a little hunchbacked, old since he was young, sick man, confused, contradictory, desperate, ridiculous, so similar to us.
How much does Paolo Nori call us, how much does he call us to feel his disarming closeness, his being fiercely alone, his dazzling uniqueness? How much does he call us to recognize where his wound continues to bleed?
The happiness of others by Carmen Pellegrino - The Ship of Theseus
"I was born in a haunted house. Lanky, tyly ghosts from which you could not escape. At that time we lived in the west of a village that had houses all the same, all on the ground floor, before they rose. My brother and I hoped that other people's homes would be as infested as ours. At the age of ten I was removed from the village out of sheer cruelty, but the ghosts did not stay at home."
Cloe is a woman who has learned to speak with shadows. A soul listening, looking for a voice that brings her back to the bumpy place of her origin, to the ancient trauma of when, as a child, she tried to be loved by those who had brought her into the world.
In his journey dotted with thunderous failures and sudden steps forward, Cloe crosses cities, changes houses, takes on new identities, accompanied by voices, memories, elusive characters: Emanuel, the beloved brother; Professor T., professor of Shadow Aesthetics; Madame and the General, guardians of the House of the shy, where the woman had been welcomed at the age of ten.
Cloe is a gaze that seeks attention and truth, his courageous journey is the story of a love and hope that do not go out, even when inside and outside of us there is nothing but ruin.
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