da 7 anni

Acerbo sarai tu is a new poetry collection by Silvia Vecchini, beautifully illustrated by Francesco Chiacchio.

Once upon a time in Persia, there was a girl who had never looked at herself in the mirror, so she did not know what she looked like. Her beauty attracts a man who wants to marry her.

If your parents are ice cream makers you have many advantages but some misfortune too, because summer is not holiday time, it's  working season. This is why Janna is sent to a summer camp.

Gina is good at telling stories. She tells them to her children in their winter nights: stories of when she was a child.

Once upon a time there was a man who worked so hard and relentlessly that he had left his soul somewhere behind him.

I was six years old. Once, uncle Bernard came to see us. After dinner, my sisters and I started playing.

A garden can be very small, made of one vase plant only, but if you look closer, you might see it like a tall tree in a meadow. Or a garden can be so huge one might even get lost.

Black is a special colour: rich, shiny and elegant on one side; severe and solemn on the other.

At the dawn of humanity, people’s eyes rejoiced in front of green, the sign of Mother Earth's life, fertility and wealth.

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.