“The complicated case of life ”

Biography:

Bastiana Tola was born in Genoa on 14/01/1971
She comes originally from the region of Sardinia where it is emotionally very attached.
Lover of simplicity and nature from which many of her poems have taken inspiration, even if always kept "in the drawer."
He debuted in 1991 with a second place at the International Prize "Golden Microphone '91" with "Crumbs of you" which was followed by a sixth place at the Prize "La Campana" of Avegno in 1995 with "Granny".



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Critical comment:

The most tenacious accent that Bastiana places on her lyrics is that gently vigorous which opens the way to the hope capturing the meaning of the time between light and shadow in the complicated "case" of life, episode of fate ...
From within a simple language, sometimes bare and barren as it is the region Sardinia, her native land,  Bastiana crosses the "broken" meaning and sews up dressing them of waiting and suspension.
Are amplified characteristic of youth, diversity, charm, tenderness, groove and difference from the adult world, or in some cases from the '"other", faceless caller that "I can not give you a little of joy moving closer to you" though in the urgency of the meeting and of a comparison.
Do not miss the sea to give oxygen to the verse, the sea that stings squirting the face of the man who wakes up in the eternal "rocking" of the existence to deliver it to “an intense sunset in April”.


(Comment  by Crisitna Raddavero)



The poems:

"FALLS THE EVENING"

Falls the evening
Even on my shoulders
And like a great coat
Wrapped and  embrace me.
It is a night dress
Of thousand thoughts
And one is for you
I wonder how the wind does
To lift the soul
Without asking permission
And I
I can not even
To give you a little of joy
Moving closer to you!

 

 

“THE SEA”

Rocking
Caress the sky
And stings squirting
Those cold rocks,
The infinite number
Of grains of dust.
It seems to smile
For every flip
Increasingly high
It is a thrill every time.
The flavor that leaves
It is a warm scent
A light that rests
A light caress
Who will return to bloom
As an intense sunset of April!

 

 

“THE COLORS OF TERIGI”

An atmosphere
Takes shape
In a space
Where the colors speak
To translate
The flavor of life
Through an impression
Captured in the time.
There is a burning sun
At the corner of the street
Surrounded by a myriad of colors
Approached one another
As episodes of fate.

 

 

“RAIN”

Sonorous jingling
Of sharp drops
That dip the air
Of unspoiled beauty.
Thoughtless  desire
To breathe
This amazing
Delicate essence
And rough
At the same time.
Its limpid spray
It is a slight tickling
that releases
A thirst-quenching relief
In the soul.

 

 

"MELANCHOLY"

Melancholy
Memory
Of a greeting
That travels hand in hand
With your clear eyes
And a heart so sensitive.
It is a farewell,
But not forever
As infinite paths
Which then lead back to everything, to us.
In my hands
Grab a life
Grasping the future
And right now
It is certain
That will be forever!

 

 

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