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Our summer begins with two interesting cultural events, which of course you're all invited.

It begins June 24 to 27, at Viterbo, with Ludik 1243, the Medieval Festival of Street Theatre. Born ten years ago on the initiative of the Cultural The Lair of the Orcs, is enriched by the contribution of many other associations. The Arst, for example, will continue to spread knowledge about Tolkien with two conferences to be held on Saturday 26 in the charming Piazza S. Carluccio:

18:00 - Tolkien: The Lord of Fantasy of Norbert Spina ;
19:00 - Narrating and invented languages \u200b\u200bof Tolkien the secret vice of Roberto Arduini and Lorenzo Gammarelli .


Then continue on July 3 to Casper (RI), with Casperia Festival, the fifth edition of Sabine County, organized by the Cultural Roots Sabine . On this occasion, the ARST will give ample space to art inspired by the work Tolkien, in the Hall Multipurpose Hall:

11:00 - from book to film The Lord of the Rings costumes and weapons , conference, watching excerpts from the film trilogy by Peter Jackson and exhibition of costumes and weapons by of our costume designer, Daniela Mastroddi .

All day: The fantastic exhibition, exhibition of paintings by Simona Calavetta , Alessandra Campanella, Faruffini Vittoria, Anna Rita Franceschi and Enrica Paresce , inspired by Tolkien and fantasy in general.


Admission to both events is free. Enjoy some photos and other details of the events on our site, The path of dreams. See you there!

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was born on Facebook stuff from Tolkien , a page that says in a funny way the "Tolkien" in everyday life. He smiles, laughs and - at times with some concern - it is seen in small acts that border on mania. No authentic Tolkien
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My words. Pacific Bicycle Thief

My words are stones, sharp and precise,

ready to throw,

faces on vulnerable and defenseless,

are hovering clouds, swollen with innuendo,

going on in the eyes infinite expectations

drops are precious, unforgettable

long pangs and then sip,

are flaming arrows

the wind or the luck they know address

are flashes inside a pit, dark and abandoned,

a face to the deaf and dumb 'Love has illuminated

leaves are falling, due to promises,

that time forgive you for having spoken

are wrong notes on the sheet have happened by accident,

drawn, and then forgotten,

the words I said or I thought say,

admit

tight in his teeth,

past, applicants,

unexpected, hear or dream ...

My words are tumbling, snowballs in the sun,

glowing rockets before bursting,

are toys and mosquitoes, sand pile,

small bans which disobey

went to sleep, surprised by a deep pain

that I can not explain

do as they please, get lost in the dark

then return

are endless night, bursts of laughter,

faces too overexposed to the sun,

These are the words,

sweet rancorous, full of respect or indecorous

are my father and mother,

a kiss on the head before sleep before starting another,

the words I said, and who knows how many still

must come ...

squeezed between teeth

save these,

imagined, dreamed or heard,

swords, daggers,

sigh in the dark, forgive,

blown by a foot.

My words