Poet
Andrea Raos
Andrea Raos
(Italy, 1968)
Biography
Andrea Raos, who was born in Varese in 1968, is one of the most important scholars and translators of Japanese literature in Italy. He currently lives in Paris.
In this way, every being, every thing, every memory, in its unavoidable and accidental interdependence, in its illusory closeness, reveals itself in all its strength and irreducible alterity. Things appear unexpectedly before us and then they leave us, like an abrupt turning around or the sudden wriggles of a carp in a little lake.
Raos’ writing is striking because of the evident technical skill and the clear contrast between the urgency, the anxiety of the soul’s impulses and the sharpness of the style in which they find their expression. Raos possesses an essential and never easy lyricism that shows its most important and precious mark in the always complex construction of the image.
© Roberto Baronti Marchiò
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Essay by Andrea Inglese.
Bibliography
Poetry
Discendere il fiume calmo. In Franco Buffoni (ed.), Poesia italiana. Quinto quaderno italiano, Milano, Crocetti, 1996.
Aspettami, dice. Poesie 1992-2002. Rome, Pieraldo, 2003.
Luna velata . Marseille, cipM – Les Comptoirs de la Nouvelle B.S., 2003.
Lettere nere. Un’autografia. 1991-1996, unpublished.
In addition to these collections of poetry, Andrea Raos appears in the anthologies Ákusma. Forme della poesia contemporanea (Fossombrone, Metauro, 2000) and Azioni poetiche. Nouveaux poètes italiens , in Action poétique , 177, September 2004.
As a translator he edited the anthology Chijô no utagoe – Il coro temporaneo , Tokyo, Shichôsha, 2001, that won him the Special Prize for Translation of the Italian Ministero dei Beni Culturali (Ministry of Cultural Affairs) in 2002.
Links
In Italian
Nazioneindian
Novelists’ and poets’ blog.
In French
poesieschoisies
cipmarseille
Poems
I AM WASTING MY TIME IF I IMAGINE
WATER CAROL
IT IS THIS NEED I HAVE TO EXIST
WHEN IT COMES TO LOVE WHO KNOWS IF I EVER
MUST WE DESTROY OR CREATE? YOU, WHAT DO YOU THINK?
with water, with hunger, with calm,
VEILED MOON, MOON COME
THE WOMAN I LOVE DOES NOT LOVE LIFE.
THE WISDOM HANDED DOWN BY THE ANCIENTS
AMONG ALL THE EXISTING SPECIES THAT A THOUSAND FILAMENTS
Poems
Poems of Andrea Raos
Sponsors
Partners
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