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I wanted to be a Discalced Carmelite

· The book ·

A smile on every page, starting with the title Volevo fare la carmelitana scalza, ma mi hanno scambiata per un pesce d’aprile (Emi, 2014). Lucia Cosmetico from Trieste, entrusts us with the tale of her arrival in Rome, in search of a vocation, using irony. And she does so with great wisdom, provoking thought with mirth and switching from criticism – at the same time light and harsh – of a neurotic, evanescent and inhospitable world. Is it possible that a woman, she asks herself at the beginning, should have only three options (life as half of a couple, “shrivelled spinsters” “little nuns”)? “And what if one transformed one’s apartment building into a monastery and the town into a great community?”. After an exhilarating exchange of emails on 1 April, with a Carmelite who was finding it hard to take her seriously, Lucia decided to try it. Her way, the fourth option, passed through an opening against the tide of the other. Her fellow tenants, those next to her in the tram, “tramps, unsuitables, rich and poor”, encountered during an instructive vagrancy through the city (while waiting to find a job), offered her constant opportunities for exchange and growth, in the conviction that it is the happiness of others that makes us happy. “It suffices to go out in the street and to start listening to the world”; or listening to Cesira who, on the number 30 Express, sings at the top of her voice: “Citizens! Let us l-l-love each other!”. (@SilviaGusmano)




St. Peter’s Square

Jan. 29, 2020