"Simone Cattaneo is a great poet in himself, not because he committed suicide". This point of the critical biography signed a short time ago by Giorgio Anelli represents an imperative to which we should at least aim. In addition to, in full, the sign of dedication to the work. Which breaks the futility, ostentatious in addition, of sensationalism.
Cattaneo, who committed suicide in Saronno - where he was born in 2019, was an excessive poet. Where, in this case, the poetry of excess is, as Anelli rightly explains perhaps, a lightning bolt left to us by the mystery of constant clairvoyance. Cattaneo mocks mysticism. Blending the motions of reality and its, even when beautiful, extras. Without the fear of adding, from time to time, other appearances.
Another meteor has happened. And nothing will go away, on the contrary; maybe someone will one day have the courage to say that they could have better understood Simone Cattaneo's verses. But if it has not happened (even if self-criticism should come), it means that it has not lived up to the poet.
Still, if I had framed even doses of that mysticism above, but in its meta-religious exception, and having tracked down proven medical records, we could recognize Simone Cattaneo at least the greatness of our Alfonso Guida. More evidently, the condition of a still unfair consideration; epperò Guida does not like Rimbaud; while to review the acute Giorgio Anelli here Simone Cattaneo really touches Jean Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud.
The care and touch with which Giorgio Anelli explained the matter of Cattaneo make this publication one of the few valid and sincere acknowledgments to the poet Cattaeno, whom we see and hear also through that special photo. A still image and an image not to be stopped just anymore.
Nunzio Festa