Giuseppe Bonaccorso

Classical guitar, music composition, poetry. Bridging the gap between intellect and creative works. A volcano continuously erupting! 🇮🇹 and 🇺🇲.

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"Without music, life would be a mistake"

(F. Nietzsche)

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My latest album, "Plastic Triode," has been released, and I'm incredibly excited!

I hope you will enjoy it.

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If you'd like to relax for a few minutes, please listen to my last composition "Roaming in a wood!"

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Before my shadow

Explore the light and shadow of this poem on a journey steeped in suggestion. Discover the hidden charm. Start now!

Before my shadow: A poetic journey between light and darkness

Explore the evocative world of poetry on a journey that reveals the secrets of light and shadow. Discover the hidden appeal of 'Before My Sh

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Together

Explore existence as that of an abandoned toy after interest has waned and discover its unexpected life and persistence in loneliness. Read the poem now!

Together: The Harrowing Metaphor of a Forgotten Toy

Discover the fascinating reflection on life through the story of an abandoned toy. Read now the poem that reveals the drama and unexpected p

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Too late, they told me about you

This poem explores nostalgia, love, and loneliness in winter. Find out how the essence is preserved in the chill of this melancholy love poem in echoes of the line "Too late."

Too late they told me about you - Exploring nostalgia, love and loneliness in winter

Find out how the essence is preserved in the frost of this melancholy love poem. It explores feelings of regret and the weight of time past

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Dull words, useless silences

Words, silences, prayers: An elderly man reflects on life in this poem. Discover the secret of timeless wisdom!

The powerful words and deep silences: an ode to timeless wisdom

Explores the depth of words and silences in life through the reflections of an elderly man who found wisdom in poetry. Discover the secret o

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I am fat

The mother criticizes her son for being fat, while her partner finds him attractive, creating tension between them, but both know that the truth is a perpetual escape.

I am fat: 2 poles hiding an existential escape.

The mother criticizes her son for being fat, while her partner finds him attractive, creating tension between them, but both know that the t

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Pastel notes

In an evocative, poetic landscape, mottled with pastel notes, a few schoolchildren in a circle spin the Earth as two intertwined hands plow through fertile soil.

Notes drawing the motions of the cosmos: 12 atoms to bring life

In an evocative poetic landscape, mottled with pastel notes, a few schoolchildren in a circle spin the Earth as two intertwined hands plow t

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Senselessness: the whims of the muse of poetic inspiration

Sometimes, the muse tarries, peering at me expressionlessly, then mysteriously disappearing in an aura of enchantment, leaving the bitter taste of fleeting inspiration imbued with melancholy.

The caprices of the muse of poetry in a surreal composition: 9 inspirational women to indulge!

Sometimes the muse tarries, peering at me expressionlessly, then mysteriously disappearing in an aura of enchantment, leaving the bitter tas

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Five sparrows

In this short love poem, five sparrows fly over a rooftop where an antenna picks up the wail of angels while you perhaps still dance among the wilting confetti of an autumn field.

Love poem: five sparrows and a motionless dance I watch mute

In this short love poem, five sparrows fly over a rooftop where an antenna picks up the wail of angels while you perhaps still dance among t

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Short poems: the structure of haiku and how to write them

Discover how haiku and short poems can express images that stir memories and emotions, and learn how to write them efficiently.

Haiku and short poems: how to write them with 3 example haiku

Discover how haiku and short poems can express images that stir memories and emotions, and learn how to write them easily.

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Unveiling Fernando Sor's impact on the evolution of romantic guitar music

Discover Fernando Sor, master virtuoso of the classical guitar, who left an indelible imprint on Romantic music through his compositions.

Unveiling Fernando Sor's impact on the evolution of romantic guitar music

Discover Fernando Sor, master virtuoso of the classical guitar, who left an indelible imprint on Romantic music through his compositions.

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Surrounded by a shriveled hubbub

Abandoned footsteps, waiting for human hubbub, and the blue sky are interwoven into a poetic picture of stillness and beauty.

Surrounded by a shriveled hubbub

Abandoned footsteps, waiting for human hubbub, and the blue sky are interwoven into a poetic picture of stillness and beauty.

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Australia

The mule track is sultry, Havana sand stint.

"She says she wants to live in Australia."

As she descends the stairs, (secretly) I take a picture: She's from the back. Loose hair forms a shadow in front of her.

"...the smile of a traveler. Behind the grating of a freight train..."

In this prison in the desert, The red-hot bars are already unraveled. Intangible and useless Are those boundless expanses, cloaking of sterile linoleum. The tracks you barely glimpse appear and go away without any (if there were someone), may ever imprint their gaze on it (nor even a fleeting twinkling of eyes on ephemeral glimmers).

Scripta volant. Verba manent. In this abbey of electro-hydraulic miners, only abulic automatons tirelessly copy the days that were ours from light to dusk. Just automatons, sterilized even before the burning Helios, Would initiate them into the irrepressible voluptuousness Of the evergreen pure forms.

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"...don't turn back to the tracks. And let the shadow of your hair walk proudly, like a lone guide, Always before your uncertainty..."

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In this land, freedom belongs only to those who hold hands on their interminable slavery.

Exploring the Existential Distance in Love Relationships through Poetry

Immerse yourself in a journey with a traveler and her companion in an exploration of existential distance in love relationships.

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There is no time

Against the backdrop of destruction and despair, the poem describes a timeless and irredeemable atmosphere in which crumbling houses and wars draw a transcendent picture.

No time: the loneliness of man and the remoteness of God

Against the backdrop of destruction and despair, the poem describes a timeless and irredeemable atmosphere in which crumbling houses and war