Fairy Tails ovvero Non son tutte rose e fiori. Ediz. inglese

Affectionate gracious, melancholy finesse shapes find their form trough Maria Stella Maniglia's poetry: from an ephemeral distance between life and death, the human and heartbreaking search for a sense of peace struggles into a melancholic and sweet whirlwind through the sincere trust placed in oneself and in one's own living impulses: «now .../Please.../Let me help you 'cause you need me: MUM» (Somewhere). Fairy Tails hides the emotional instrument about which the poetess employs in order to extract with the poetry the personal inner dimension in front of the abyss that decrees the collapse into illusory oblivion: «I won't close the door» (Rooms by the sea). How is it possible to drag yourself into this maze without stumbling into a tortuous reality? The author's words are modern incontaminate glow in the night: sequences drenched of structural capacity give life to overflowing poems of expressive value, reporting the unpredictable passage of life, capturing its significant impact.\r\