“A private noteboook of winds” featured by David Ebony in “Art in America” – May 2020

Trees work in the woods like words do in the poetical text. Exploring a book like this goes beyond the pure reader’s control and turns into a practice whose results are unpredictable. – Tim Wallington.

«Exploring asemic patterns found in nature, Berlin-based physicist, translator, and writer Federico Federici offers a meditation on trees and wind. This volume contains a wide variety of mark-making—from thin curved lines and printed text to thick smooth brushstrokes and small illustrations.»

A private notebook of winds, KDP/lulu.com, 2019 (Asemic-Eng), ISBN 979-8640410952 / 978-0244791414
The original of this book belongs to the Academy of Fine Arts Palermo artists’ book collection [1] [2]. Featured by David Ebony in «Art In America» May issue, 2020.
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E-IS

E-IS, «Nokturno.fi», Virpi Vairinen editor, n.4, 2019.
Valikoima runoja monikielisestä visuaalisen runouden kokoelmasta E-IS.
Excerpts from the multilingual book of visual poetry E-IS.

This excerpt consists of the first few pages of E-IS, a still unpublished work with a strong bent toward visual poetry. The trope of the text as an intrinsic combination of both sound and word structures is here achieved by different means: setting up whole blocks of text, sparse lines or split syllables; arranging tables of words; scattering residual scribbles, figures or short sentences, pointing to seemingly off topic documents. This results in the reader’s immersive experience of diving into some accreted language structure to unlock while being looked at and read, with no other way round. While in Requiem auf einer Stele (first ed. Conversation Paperpress 2010, second ed. Libri della Neve 2017) the sediment of different languages was embedded in the geology of a river stone, in E-IS the premise for it relies on the fissures of ice. Words into no matter which language physically weigh on a somehow transparent surface, «écran plastique de la représentation» (Louis Marin), whose crack lines, occurring in the very singularities of meaning, are often largely unpredictable. The reader and the writer get thus engaged in the same task.

A private notebook of winds – Scannings

Original copy belonging to the Academy of Fine Arts Palermo

Print edition [21.59×27.94 cm, 32 pages, full-color]

A private notebook of winds, KDP/lulu.com, 2019 (Asemic-Eng), ISBN 979-8640410952 / 978-0244791414
The original of this book belongs to the Academy of Fine Arts Palermo artists’ book collection [1] [2]. Featured by David Ebony in «Art In America» May issue, 2020.
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A private noteboook of winds

Trees work in the woods like words do in the poetical text. Exploring a book like this goes beyond the pure reader’s control and turns into a practice whose results are unpredictable. – Tim Wallington.

A private notebook of winds, KDP/lulu.com, 2019 (Asemic-Eng), ISBN 979-8640410952 / 978-0244791414
The original of this book belongs to the Academy of Fine Arts Palermo artists’ book collection [1] [2]. Featured by David Ebony in «Art In America» May issue, 2020.
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The white calf sleep*

some rabbit’s iambic leg
back bent in its tight articulation
keeps hanging few inches on the jamb,
right on the doorstep and a crown of seeds
is there, the spade thrust deep into frozen mud;
the roods collect the moan of prayers,
guttural lamentation on the water ponds,
white relics of boughs, plumes of birds

a white calf uproots the leaves of grass
with sharp strokes of tongue, moistens
the cold panes before its snout, hides
milky bones and sleeps in bare straw

 

* First published in Raum, vol.1 issue 4, Glasgow, 2017.

The pause of the wake

sometimes I tend to speak
to that half self leaning
to myself, as seeming
as the skin on my bones,
hanging to the sleepless
body by the thinnest nerves
and always in my reach
as the glance in my eyes

that half staring through
my darkness into the empty
corner of the mirror,
restlessly emerging
from the other side of the self,
like an inward waning moon
of which I am neither one
quarter, nor the full

for I cannot say how deep it will
fade under-skin or beyond
when it catches my last breath
in struggle with the air
and whether that is what
some call soul, whose sleep
is the pause of the wake

 

In Sand, Berlin’s English Literary Journal (n.10, 2014).

Un’ipotesi di Luca Rizzatello su “Requiem auf einer Stele” (Conversation Paperpress, 2010)

Riporto qui di seguito, sotto forma di file da scaricare, un’interessante ipotesi di lettura firmata da Luca Rizzatello a proposito di Requiem auf einer Stele, già ospitata da Poesia 2.0.
A differenza di quanto fatto in passato, non riporto il contenuto dell’articolo all’interno di un post, per una sostanziale incompatibilità tra la formattazione dell’opera e la rete.

Requiem auf einer Stele (twelve fragments), lulu.com, Morrisville 2017, (Eng-Ger-Rus).
ISBN: 978-0244339807 New edition
download: «Winterblatt» n.8
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