#StreetArt

The Central Club mural in London Street  (Reading, GB), was completed in 1990 and depicts the history of black culture blending figures such as Malcolm X with representatives from the local black community. One of these figures is Terrance ‘Jeff’ Allamby, a campaigner who lobbied for the club to open, who was shot dead in 1996. He is pictured…

Lingue dominanti e resistenza, una poesia/ Languages of power and resistance, a poem

Non so se sia realmente uno dei suoi intenzionali scopi, ma leggendo la seguente poesia ho percepito un riferimento alle lingue europee imposte nel mondo. Secondo meccanismi di potere e supremazia, fu data la lingua a chi ne aveva già una (o più di una) e non ne aveva un reale bisogno. Tuttavia,  le lingue e le…

Is racism striking back again?

This is something I thought I would share. Any reference to real facts or persons is not purely coincidental. The recent episodes have been pushing it under the spotlight but, in all fairness, it doesn’t seem that racism is spreading out “again” just like a contagious virus. It’s always been there and it has never…

Books and booze

Even people whose lives have been made various by learning sometimes find it hard to keep a fast hold on their habitual views of life, on their faith in the Invisible – nay, on the sense that their past joys and sorrows are a real experience, when they are suddenly transported to a new land,…

Translature supports protest against political prisoners’ detention in Angola

Translature is an experiment and was conceived as a literary blog. However, studying and exploring literature inevitably implies sneaking through multiple disciplines and forms of art and expressions that are intertwined. Among many other things, literature and politics often go hand-in-hand, but in some places this legacy can be much more intimate than elsewhere. To start with, the multilingual…

Lewis Carroll 1865-2015: 150 anni nel Paese delle Meraviglie/ 150 years in Wonderland/150 anos no País das Maravilhas

«Ma io non voglio andare fra i matti», osservò Alice. «Non hai altra scelta», disse il Gatto «Qui siamo tutti matti. Io sono matto. Tu sei matta.» «E come lo sai che sono matta?» disse Alice. «Devi esserlo per forza,» disse il Gatto: «altrimenti non saresti venuta qui.» “But I don’t want to go among…