Soapy rhymes
Every day the whole world wakes up and washes itself: animals, people, even cars and streets are swept by a flow of water and soap.
Poesie da recitare insieme ai bambini come formule magiche per superare gli ostacoli lungo il cammino delle giornate.
Every day the whole world wakes up and washes itself: animals, people, even cars and streets are swept by a flow of water and soap.
Hands are for cheering and for caressing. Hands can be happy or thoughtful. Hands can dance and can cook. Hands are meant for playing, working, stealing, even doing nothing at all.
Acerbo sarai tu is a new poetry collection by Silvia Vecchini, beautifully illustrated by Francesco Chiacchio.
Nature can be friend or enemy, it can be mysterious, overwhelming or frightening but, in any way, it’s something we can’t avoid questioning and invoking, as we are made of it too.
In any little thing, although unnoticed, there’s a secret life made of mysterious happenings, unknown languages and whispered stories.
Every evening, somewhere in this big, crazy world, a baby does not show up at the usual evening rendez-vous with sleep. Bed is deserted. Where can he ever be gone? Maybe he got lost.
A collection of rare poetic intensity, written with measure and wisdom by Silvia Vecchini, here on her debut in poetry for children, and Marina Marcolin, amazing watercolorist.