Matteo Spinetti is born in Italy, Tuscany, Viareggio where, winning literal prizes, his first jobs are published; he actively collaborates with different publishing located in Rome, Turin, Milan, Florence, Arezzo, Pavia. Publishing poetic anthologies of various authors and personal anthologies, and also a "Mini antologia poetica" (chapbook) introduced to the Palazzo Congressi of Rome. In November 2004 he publishes the first book of poetry and prose titled "Echi di pazzia”(Full - length) winning the 10° place to the XXVIII edition of the Trofeo Medusa Aurea from the International academy of Modern art in Rome. In December 2005 he publishes the second double book of poetry and prose "I petali del cuore & Voci del silenzio" (Full - length) finding a large appreciation of the public. In August 2008 he publishes the third book of poetry and prose "Nudità
Mentale",( Full - length) containing "Gli occhi della poesia" that wins the 2° place to the III edition of the prize "Giovani Versilia". In the year 2009 the poet made his debut in the U.S.A. published in various international journals located in several American countries. In the year 2011 he publishes again “I petali del cuore & Voci del silenzio” in format e-book. In December 2012 he publishes the e-chapbook in double language Italian/English titled “ Vibrations/Vibrazioni” with Danse Macabre and Lazarus media, located in Nevada, Las Vegas. U.S.A. In the year 2013 he publishes the second e-chapbook in double language Italian/English titled
“Popular movement/Movimento popolare” selected as finalist in the Bright Hill Literary Center Prize competition located a New York U.S.A. The general job of the poet includes of more than 200 published
Coming Soon the new publication of the e-chapbook in dual language English/Italian titled:
Selected finalist in the Bright Hill Literary Center Prize New York - Year 2013
It is necessary to have a creed, to believe in an establishment that defends our rights, but in the meantime we can’t deceive ourselves and close the eyes pretending to be unaware and simply gagging our worries. We have a right to believe in a better future, of course, but our duty is to fight in order to make our future better and to do that we must know the issues of a society
which is floating off and we must work all together like a big team in order to grow and be happier day by day, because every revolution begins inside the mind of every individual, altering his/her thoughts and consequently changing everything around him into something different. We each live our personal experiences, we each have our regrets, many times we
feel lost, disappointed, shattered, alone, without knowing that next to us there are millions of people wanting what we are looking for. At last we are all looking for a little fragment of happiness to hold in our hand, and it is important to be happy with ourselves too. We are human and mistake is a natural disposition that we can’t avoid, that is true, but we can learn from our mistakes founding every day that little imperfections can help us to be better.
Surely, I can say that useless experiences don’t exist, even if they are negatives, because the real power of man is in his mind and his limit is only his fear to grow. We must believe in ourselves and in the others to cooperate and improve, to create a better society, a big family that takes care of the neighbour, simply because we all are the neighbours. A world where
people are not just objects to use and consume, but a powerful and unitary force, a popular globalization, a revolution that starts from the bottom for a collective welfare purpose,
because I feel what you feel and this humble poetic journey is the evidence that distances don’t exist and that only by knowing each other we can be stronger and, maybe, we can love each other.
A poem from Popular Movement:
Bread of poverty
Flames of metallic mouths
warm our hands
blackened by unsolved questions
that truth claims
while the night falls asleep
into the flaps of an unused newspaper
that the sore body touches
in the coldness of a hysterical world
like the far heat
of a rising sun
under an unknown face
that time doesn't give
to the pain of who lost
Il pane della povertà
Fuochi di bocche metalliche
riscaldano le nostre mani
annerite da domande irrisolte
che la verità reclama
mentre la notte si addormenta
nei risvolti di un giornale usato
che il corpo tocca indolenzito
nella freddezza del mondo
come il calore lontano
di un sole che sorge
ai piedi di un volto sconosciuto
che il tempo non concede
nel dolore di chi ha perso
E-chapbook in dual language Italian/ English ~ Las Vegas Nevada - Year 2012
The dance of the illusion is a big circus where the music reaches everybody’s ears, enchanting, seducing, conquering, enthralling. It calms down the bad thoughts with bright eyes caresses and soft voices arpeggios. The illusion is that little smile you’d never dare do, because it doesn’t judge you but sweetly says the most right whispers for you. The dance of the illusion
is a big decorated top, with its shining ornaments its mind has, covered with tempting ideals and conceptions. Don’t worry, everything has been prepared according to your desires, everything has been ordered by your mind, these are your dreams that decided to perform at last, like trained and helpless puppies on its fist leash. Come on, don’t be shy now, this big circus welcomes anybody making no age, religion, origin, intelligence, skin colour and social class differences. You’re here by now and your excuses for staying out are useless as the reality that doesn’t belong to you, and remember that only at the end of the show you will be asked to pay so a laughable sum that you won’t need your money. I’m sure that we will reach an attractive agreement for both of us; but hurry up, the big illusion circus has opened and the show is about to begin, go now to take the seat that belongs to you and don’t forget to smile because I know that at the end you will thank me, because look at you, you’re already smiling.
A poem from Vibrazioni:
You have the beauty of a woman
the smile of a little girl
and the affection of a mother
you have the charm of an entire world
around your body love.
You are a cloud with a sun flavour
that will never set
desiring a man
that will never die.
Hai la bellezza di una donna
il sorriso di una bambina
e la tenerezza di una mamma
hai il fascino di tutto un mondo
intorno all’amore del tuo corpo.
Sei nuvola al sapore di un sole
che non tramonterà mai
nel desiderio di un uomo
che non morirà mai.
Full-Book (Italian Version) Turin - Year 2008
The evolution poetic and human Spinetti respect to the work accomplished by first, "The petals of the heart & voices of silence," is evident in this brief but important collection of poems. Now the two souls of the author, positive and negative, first in continuous alternation painful, are more homogeneous in their succession and merge at times, in praise of love, beauty and the human desire for happiness. The poet has accepted their fate, one related to the "curse poetics" using it to change the reality, "... why is the world in which I live that fits me and not
Within the poem "Gli occhi della poesia" selected in second place at the national competition poetry Award "Mascotte" Viareggio, Tuscany, Italy
PETALI & VOCI:
Full-Book (Italian Version) Turin - Year 2005
An interesting collection of poems for the double version of things: one gets the impression that the poet has a split personality almost a sort of Dr, Jekyll and Mr. Hyde by which is present at the time, his version of the life can be positive or negative, but never forced, the result of a good observation of the surrounding world.
Echi di Pazzia:
Full-Book (Italian Version) Turin - Year 2004
The hurt, pain, chained to a life that slowly kills you, where love has no place or space to breathe. Die every day of their lives dediderio not exist. This is Echoes of pazzai, this is the torment and mental imbalance of a poet adolescent adrift at his madness. The poet surrounds himself of his evil coming to love him simply because he has no other choice but he knows, deep in his heart, that all that is negative is destined to die to be reborn from its own ashes.
Winner of the tenth place at the XXVIII edition of “Trofeo Medusa Aurea” Award organized by the International Modern Art Academy in Rome for the publishing of Echi di Pazzia.
Various links connected to Matteo and his work:
Link to my personal web site: http://mait24.wix.com/matteo-spinetti-poet#!home/mainPage
Link to my Blog: http://matteospinettipoet.blogspot.it/
Link Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/matteo.spinetti.7
Link Twitter: https://twitter.com/MatteoSp1netti
Link Dance Macabre: http://www.dansemacabreonline.com/
Link Hammer & Anvil: http://www.hammerandanvilbooks.com/#!upcomingtitles/c1pz
Link Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_sabc?url=search-alias%3Daps&pageMinusResults=1&suo=1380742545910#/ref=nb_sb_noss_1?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=matteo%20spinetti&sprefix=matte%2Caps&rh=i%3Aaps%2Ck%3Amatteo%20spinetti