Menotti Lerro beats his verse on a variety of materials. Composing, it is true, a unit of Decanto, a sort of anti-song that is both settling of anger, perhaps ebrietudini, recent and remote pain, but also of fiction and literary game.
A poem that appears far from subdued tones - more than life that weakened the vaunted life - a lot of contemporary Italian poetry. One with which among other things, in satirical verses, Lerro takes it (Davide Rondoni).
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