Giuseppe Ungaretti Quotes

Giuseppe Ungaretti was an Italian modernist poet, journalist, essayist, critic, academic, and recipient of the inaugural 1970 Neustadt International Prize for Literature. A leading representative of the experimental trend known as Ermetismo , he was one of the most prominent contributors to 20th century Italian literature. Influenced by symbolism, he was briefly aligned with futurism. Like many futurists, he took an irredentist position during World War I. Ungaretti debuted as a poet while fighting in the trenches, publishing one of his best-known pieces, L'allegria .

During the interwar period, Ungaretti worked as a journalist with Benito Mussolini , as well as a foreign-based correspondent for Il Popolo d'Italia and Gazzetta del Popolo. While briefly associated with the Dadaists, he developed Hermeticism as a personal take on poetry. After spending several years in Brazil, he returned home during World War II, and was assigned a teaching post at the University of Rome, where he spent the final decades of his life and career. Wikipedia

✵ 8. February 1888 – 1. June 1970

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Giuseppe Ungaretti Quotes

“Closed between mortal things
(Even the starry sky will end)
Why do I crave God?”

Giuseppe Ungaretti

Dannazione (Damnation) (29 June 1916). Architecture: from time of mind to time of nature https://oaj.fupress.net/index.php/techne/article/view/9757
Original: (it) Chiuso fra cose mortali
(Anche il cielo stellato finirà)
Perché bramo Dio?

God

“Of these houses
nothing is left
but a few scraps
of walls
Of so many
whose life I shared
not even that much
is left
But my heart carries
all their crosses
My heart's indeed
the most ravaged land.”

Giuseppe Ungaretti book San Martino del Carso

San Martino del Carso (27 August 1916). [A Major Selection of the Poetry of Giuseppe Ungaretti, 1997, ISBN 9781550960341]
Original: (it) Di queste case
non è rimasto
che qualche
brandello di muro
Di tanti
che mi corrispondevano
non è rimasto
neppure tanto
Ma nel cuore
nessuna croce manca
È il mio cuore
il paese più straziato.