An incident. Luca Paci


Once she knocked at his door asking for a glass of water. The dog was barking in a baritone voice, chained by the drainpipe outside. He shuffled and pushed the door ajar. He said I know what you are and what you do down the stairs, if you want water there’s a tap by the playground, you’re not gonna use my glass. She looked down clenching the note with her fist, then she left him muttering the name of god.

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14 thoughts on “An incident. Luca Paci

  1. I heard this story from Gordon, my caretaker in Brixton. He wouldn’t give a glass of water to a prostitute but he’s a faithful Christian..

  2. Sounds like the sad old story: hell is packed with good Christians, I suppose…Still the syntax may hold a different story (or is it my tottery English again?): the ‘muttering’ could actually be referred to both characters…couldn’t it?

  3. Well spotted Serena! This is a good example of untranslatability or intraducibilita’,namely “a property of a text, or of any utterance, in one language, for which no equivalent text or utterance can be found in another language”(wikipedia).

  4. This, I believe, opens up to a vexed question that has come up quite often in these pages, i.e., why some of us yield to the fascination of the ‘other’ language, up to the point of choosing it as privileged vessel of our thoughts and feelings…

  5. I’m quite surprised by this romantic turn of yours, luca, though I have (resentfully) to agree: love cannot be explained, nor can it be justified in the eyes of the world…

  6. Amor, ch’al cor gentil ratto s’apprende,
    prese costui de la bella persona
    che mi fu tolta; e ‘l modo ancor m’offende.

    Amor, ch’a nullo amato amar perdona,
    mi prese del costui piacer sì forte,
    che, come vedi, ancor non m’abbandona.

    Amor condusse noi ad una morte.
    Caina attende chi a vita ci spense.
    Queste parole da lor ci fuor porte.

    (Dante, of course…..)

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