{"id":237044,"date":"2026-07-17T10:58:05","date_gmt":"2026-07-17T10:58:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/shell-sing\/"},"modified":"2026-07-18T14:23:14","modified_gmt":"2026-07-18T14:23:14","slug":"coquille-chantait","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/fr\/coquille-chantait\/","title":{"rendered":"La conchiglia che cantava ancora &#8211; La coquille qui chantait encore"},"content":{"rendered":"<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\"><span class=\"font-377884\">La conchiglia che cantava ancora<\/span><\/h1>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">C\u2019era una volta, a Ischia, una conchiglia di nome <strong>Lina<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Lina viveva attaccata a uno scoglio, vicino al mare di Sant\u2019Angelo. Accanto a lei c\u2019era un\u2019altra conchiglia, <strong>Toni<\/strong>. Stavano insieme da sempre. Ridevano con le onde e cantavano con il vento.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Tutti dicevano:<br \/>\n<em>\u201cGuardate Lina e Toni, che bella coppia.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Un giorno arriv\u00f2 una burrasca fortissima. Il mare si arrabbi\u00f2, le onde ruggirono e fecero un rumore enorme.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Quando l\u2019acqua finalmente si calm\u00f2, Toni non c\u2019era pi\u00f9. Il mare se l\u2019era portato via.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Lina rimase sola sullo scoglio.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Il primo giorno pianse cos\u00ec tanto che l\u2019acqua divent\u00f2 ancora pi\u00f9 salata. Il secondo giorno non cant\u00f2. Il terzo giorno guard\u00f2 il mare e disse:<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>\u201cLa mia canzone \u00e8 finita. Senza Toni, a chi la canto?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Quella notte venne a trovarla il <strong>Granchio Vecchio<\/strong>. Aveva le zampe lente e gli occhi pieni di mare.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>\u201cLina\u201d<\/em>, disse, <em>\u201cperch\u00e9 sei diventata silenziosa?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>\u201cPerch\u00e9 Toni se n\u2019\u00e8 andato\u201d<\/em>, rispose lei. <em>\u201cE senza di lui la musica \u00e8 finita.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Il Granchio rise piano.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>\u201cSciocca. Il mare non finisce perch\u00e9 un\u2019onda va via. Ne arriva un\u2019altra. E un\u2019altra ancora.<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>Tu non eri la canzone di Toni. Tu eri la conchiglia che cantava. E le conchiglie cantano anche da sole.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Lina non riusciva a crederci.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Ma il giorno dopo prov\u00f2. Apr\u00ec un poco il guscio e fece <strong>shhh<\/strong> insieme al vento.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Arrivarono i pesci ad ascoltarla. Il giorno dopo cant\u00f2 pi\u00f9 forte e vennero anche le stelle marine. Dopo una settimana, tutto lo scoglio si fermava ad ascoltarla.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Un anno dopo pass\u00f2 un\u2019altra conchiglia. Si chiamava <strong>Mareo<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Non era Toni. Rideva in modo diverso e cantava una melodia diversa.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Si ferm\u00f2 ad ascoltare Lina e disse:<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>\u201cChe bella voce hai.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">E rimase l\u00ec, vicino a lei.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Lina cap\u00ec allora una cosa importante.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Toni era stato il suo primo mare. Un amore bello e prezioso.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Ma la sua vita non era finita insieme a lui.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Perch\u00e9 lei non era <strong>\u201cla conchiglia di Toni\u201d.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Lei era <strong>Lina.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">E Lina cantava.<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<h2>Morale<\/h2>\n<p><em>Quando qualcuno va via dalla tua vita, fa male. \u00c8 vero.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Ma la vita non \u00e8 una canzone a due voci.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u00c8 la tua voce. E finch\u00e9 respiri, puoi continuare a cantare.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Il mare porta via, ma il mare porta anche.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>E tu non smettere mai di restare sullo scoglio.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong>Fine<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Nonna Zaira<\/p>\n<figure id=\"attachment_237030\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-237030\" style=\"width: 1280px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-237030 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/La-conchiglia-che-cantava-ancora-Image-by-Grok.jpg\" alt=\"La conchiglia che cantava ancora Image by Grok\" width=\"1280\" height=\"720\" srcset=\"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/La-conchiglia-che-cantava-ancora-Image-by-Grok.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/La-conchiglia-che-cantava-ancora-Image-by-Grok-300x169.jpg 300w, https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/La-conchiglia-che-cantava-ancora-Image-by-Grok-1024x576.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/La-conchiglia-che-cantava-ancora-Image-by-Grok-768x432.jpg 768w, https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/La-conchiglia-che-cantava-ancora-Image-by-Grok-350x197.jpg 350w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 1280px) 100vw, 1280px\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-237030\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">La conchiglia che cantava ancora Image by Grok<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<h1 style=\"text-align: center;\">La coquille qui chantait encore<\/h1>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Il \u00e9tait une fois, sur l\u2019\u00eele d\u2019Ischia, une petite coquille appel\u00e9e Lina.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Lina vivait accroch\u00e9e \u00e0 un rocher, pr\u00e8s de la mer de Sant\u2019Angelo. \u00c0 c\u00f4t\u00e9 d\u2019elle se trouvait une autre coquille, Toni. Ils avaient toujours \u00e9t\u00e9 ensemble. Ils riaient avec les vagues et chantaient avec le vent.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Tout le monde disait :<br \/>\n\u00ab Regardez Lina et Toni, quel beau couple. \u00bb<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Un jour, une terrible temp\u00eate arriva. La mer se mit en col\u00e8re, les vagues rugirent et firent un bruit immense.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Lorsque l\u2019eau redevint enfin calme, Toni n\u2019\u00e9tait plus l\u00e0.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">La mer l\u2019avait emport\u00e9.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Lina resta seule sur son rocher.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Le premier jour, elle pleura tellement que l\u2019eau devint encore plus sal\u00e9e. Le deuxi\u00e8me jour, elle ne chanta pas. Le troisi\u00e8me jour, elle regarda la mer et dit :<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00ab Ma chanson est termin\u00e9e. Sans Toni, \u00e0 qui vais-je la chanter ? \u00bb<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Cette nuit-l\u00e0, le Vieux Crabe vint lui rendre visite. Ses pattes avan\u00e7aient lentement et ses yeux \u00e9taient remplis de la sagesse de la mer.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00ab Lina \u00bb, demanda-t-il, \u00ab pourquoi es-tu devenue si silencieuse ? \u00bb<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00ab Parce que Toni est parti \u00bb, r\u00e9pondit-elle. \u00ab Et sans lui, la musique est termin\u00e9e. \u00bb<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Le Vieux Crabe sourit doucement.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00ab Petite sotte. La mer ne dispara\u00eet pas parce qu\u2019une vague s\u2019en va. Une autre arrive. Puis une autre encore.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Tu n\u2019\u00e9tais pas la chanson de Toni. Tu \u00e9tais la coquille qui chantait. Et les coquilles savent chanter m\u00eame lorsqu\u2019elles sont seules. \u00bb<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Lina avait du mal \u00e0 y croire.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Mais le lendemain, elle essaya. Elle entrouvrit sa coquille et fit <em>chhh<\/em> avec le vent.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Les poissons vinrent l\u2019\u00e9couter.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Le jour suivant, elle chanta un peu plus fort, et les \u00e9toiles de mer vinrent elles aussi.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Apr\u00e8s une semaine, toutes les cr\u00e9atures du rocher s\u2019arr\u00eataient pour \u00e9couter sa chanson.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Un an plus tard, une autre coquille passa par l\u00e0.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Elle s\u2019appelait Mareo.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Ce n\u2019\u00e9tait pas Toni. Il riait autrement et chantait une m\u00e9lodie diff\u00e9rente.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Il s\u2019arr\u00eata pour \u00e9couter Lina et lui dit :<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">\u00ab Tu as une tr\u00e8s belle voix. \u00bb<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Et il resta pr\u00e8s d\u2019elle.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">C\u2019est alors que Lina comprit quelque chose d\u2019important.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Toni avait \u00e9t\u00e9 sa premi\u00e8re mer.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Un amour beau et pr\u00e9cieux.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Mais sa vie ne s\u2019\u00e9tait pas termin\u00e9e avec lui.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Car elle n\u2019\u00e9tait pas <strong>\u00ab la coquille de Toni \u00bb<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\" style=\"text-align: center;\">Elle \u00e9tait Lina.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Et Lina chantait.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<h2>Morale<\/h2>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\">Quand quelqu\u2019un quitte votre vie, cela fait mal. C\u2019est vrai.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\">Mais la vie n\u2019est pas une chanson chant\u00e9e \u00e0 deux voix.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\">C\u2019est <strong>votre<\/strong> voix.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\">Et tant que vous respirez, vous pouvez continuer \u00e0 chanter.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\">La mer emporte certaines choses\u2026<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\">mais la mer apporte aussi.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\">Et quoi qu\u2019il arrive,<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\">ne cessez jamais de rester accroch\u00e9 \u00e0 votre rocher.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\"><strong>Fin.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">Nonna Zaira<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h2>Critique<\/h2>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\"><strong>La coquille qui chantait encore<\/strong> est un conte doux et profond qui raconte la douleur de la perte, mais surtout le chemin vers la d\u00e9couverte de soi.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\">L\u2019histoire de Lina ne parle pas seulement de l\u2019absence de Toni, mais aussi d\u2019une transformation int\u00e9rieure. Avant leur s\u00e9paration, Lina trouvait principalement son bonheur aupr\u00e8s de Toni et ne r\u00e9alisait pas pleinement la valeur de sa propre voix. Elle se voyait comme la moiti\u00e9 d\u2019un couple, comme si sa beaut\u00e9 et sa capacit\u00e9 \u00e0 chanter d\u00e9pendaient de la pr\u00e9sence de l\u2019autre coquille.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\">Lorsque la mer emporte Toni, Lina est envahie par une grande tristesse. Pourtant, c\u2019est \u00e0 travers cette douleur qu\u2019elle apprend quelque chose d\u2019essentiel : elle a de la valeur m\u00eame lorsqu\u2019elle est seule. Gr\u00e2ce aux paroles sages du Vieux Crabe, elle d\u00e9couvre qu\u2019elle n\u2019a jamais \u00e9t\u00e9 simplement \u00ab la coquille de Toni \u00bb. Elle est Lina \u2014 une coquille avec une voix qui lui appartient enti\u00e8rement.<\/p>\n<p class=\"isSelectedEnd\">Avec un style simple et po\u00e9tique, <strong><a href=\"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/fr\/prix-belli-lami\/\">Zaira Sellerio<\/a><\/strong>, qui choisit de signer cette histoire avec le nom affectueux de <strong>Nonna Zaira (Grand-m\u00e8re Zaira)<\/strong>, raconte un r\u00e9cit n\u00e9 du c\u0153ur et fa\u00e7onn\u00e9 par une profonde compr\u00e9hension des \u00e9motions humaines. Ce conte enchanteur s\u2019adresse aussi bien aux enfants qu\u2019aux adultes, en nous rappelant que nous apprenons souvent \u00e0 nous aimer v\u00e9ritablement lorsque nous commen\u00e7ons \u00e0 \u00e9couter notre propre c\u0153ur.<\/p>\n<p>C\u2019est une histoire de courage, de renaissance et de prise de conscience : chaque personne porte en elle une lumi\u00e8re unique et une m\u00e9lodie qui n\u2019appartient qu\u2019\u00e0 elle.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>With a simple yet poetic style, \u00a0, writing under the affectionate name <strong>Nonna <\/strong><em>(Grand-m\u00e8re)<\/em><strong> Zaira<\/strong>, tells a story born from the heart and shaped by a deep understanding of human emotions. This enchanting tale speaks to both children and adults, reminding us that we often learn to love ourselves only when we begin to listen to our own hearts. It is a story of courage, renewal, and the realization that every person carries a unique light and a melody all their own.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h2 style=\"text-align: center;\"><mark><mark><\/mark><\/mark><mark>Le livre de Zaira Sellerio \u00ab Il coraggio \u00e8 femmina \u00bb (\u00ab Le courage est f\u00e9minin \u00bb) est d\u00e9sormais disponible en italien sur Amazon !<\/mark><\/h2>\n<p><a class=\"cursor-init\" href=\"https:\/\/www.amazon.it\/-\/en\/coraggio-femmina-Elisabetta-Sellerio-Scalici\/dp\/B0GQ75FLMK\/ref=sr_1_3?dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.tmHtCh7tFrogYvlzgZqth5HsyyOH3PZavH6TnzfY10PGjHj071QN20LucGBJIEps.gUj8QYrXkrMAhZ0x3b485VeI8Dsnt-iX4FjAU9z_AV8&amp;dib_tag=se&amp;qid=1773247828&amp;refinements=p_27%3AZaira+Sellerio&amp;s=books&amp;sr=1-3\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-236567 size-medium\" src=\"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/03\/Il-coraggio-e-femmina-Zaira-Sellerio-Image-by-ChatGPT-300x200.png\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" srcset=\"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/03\/Il-coraggio-e-femmina-Zaira-Sellerio-Image-by-ChatGPT-300x200.png 300w, https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/03\/Il-coraggio-e-femmina-Zaira-Sellerio-Image-by-ChatGPT-1024x683.png 1024w, https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/03\/Il-coraggio-e-femmina-Zaira-Sellerio-Image-by-ChatGPT-768x512.png 768w, https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/03\/Il-coraggio-e-femmina-Zaira-Sellerio-Image-by-ChatGPT-350x233.png 350w, https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/03\/Il-coraggio-e-femmina-Zaira-Sellerio-Image-by-ChatGPT.png 1536w\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"200\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<h2 data-start=\"1373\" data-end=\"1560\">Quelques-unes des r\u00e9compenses et distinctions pour son \u0153uvre litt\u00e9raire<\/h2>\n<ul>\n<li style=\"list-style-type: none;\">\n<ul>\n<li><strong>National Poetry Prize \u201cArturo Massimi\u201d<\/strong> \u2013 Mentana (Rome), October 1999.<\/li>\n<li><strong>Narrative Prize Plaque<\/strong> \u2013 International Competition \u201cPelosa\u201d, Messina, November 2000.<\/li>\n<li><strong>Poetry Award Plaque<\/strong> \u2013 Province of Rome, October 2000.<\/li>\n<li><strong>International Literary Competition \u201cAntonio de Curtis \u2013 Tot\u00f2\u201d<\/strong> \u2013 Rome.<\/li>\n<li><strong>\u201cPoets and Society\u201d Prize<\/strong> \u2013 German-Swiss Delegation, International Competition \u2013 Honorable Mention.<\/li>\n<li><strong>Unpublished Poetry Prize \u201cL\u2019Attualit\u00e0 \u2013 Bartolucci\u201d<\/strong> \u2013 5th Edition, Finalist Diploma, October 27, 2001.<\/li>\n<li><strong>International Artistic-Literary Competition \u201cAntonio de Curtis \u2013 Tot\u00f2\u201d<\/strong> \u2013 Rome, October 22, 2002.<\/li>\n<li><strong>ALIAS Award<\/strong> \u2013 Italian-Australian Writers\u2019 Academy, in collaboration with C.R.A.S.E.S. Palermo.<\/li>\n<li><strong>International Literary Competition<\/strong> \u2013 3rd Ex Aequo Poetry Prize, October 10, 2003.<\/li>\n<li><strong>First Poetry Prize \u201cIl Salotto dell\u2019Arte\u201d<\/strong> \u2013 Rome, March 22, 2009.<\/li>\n<li><strong>\u201cA Life for Culture\u201d Prize<\/strong> \u2013 \u201cIl Salotto dell\u2019Arte\u201d Gallery, Rome.<\/li>\n<li><strong>4th International Literary Prize \u201cEuropa\u201d<\/strong> \u2013 for the novel <em>From the Depths of the Heart<\/em>, Lugano, May 11, 2014.<\/li>\n<li><strong>2nd Navarro Prize<\/strong> \u2013 for the novel <em>From the Depths of the Heart<\/em>, Sambuca di Sicilia, Sicily, May 13, 2018.<\/li>\n<li><strong>Special Lilly Broggi Prize \u201cLa Pergola Arte\u201d<\/strong> \u2013 for the novel <em>From the Depths of the Heart<\/em>, Florence, October 27, 2018.<\/li>\n<li><strong>5th Literary Prize \u201cMassa, Fairy-Tale City of Sea and Marble\u201d<\/strong> \u2013 Versilia Club, for the novel <em>From the Depths of the Heart<\/em>, September 28, 2019.<\/li>\n<li><strong>1st International Prize \u201cDonne d\u2019Amore\u201d V. Barrett<\/strong> \u2013 Female Universe Section, Poetry Category, for <em>On the Steps of Piazza di Spagna<\/em>.<\/li>\n<li><strong>1st Prize \u2013 Literature Section (Novel)<\/strong> \u2013 for <em>Courage Is Female<\/em>, Rome, May 22, 2023.<\/li>\n<li><strong>Poetry Prize \u201cAt Your Feet\u201d<\/strong> \u2013 City of Mercogliano (AV), for the poem <em>And There I Met My Mother<\/em>, September 8, 2024.<\/li>\n<li><strong>11th Edition San Valentino Prize \u2013 City of Atripalda (AV)<\/strong> \u2013 Cupido World Wide Section, for the poem <em>\u201cIch habe dich geliebt\u201d (I Loved You)<\/em>, April 26\u201327, 2025.<\/li>\n<li><strong>Prize Belli \u2013 Lami 2026 \u2013 <\/strong>Accademia Tiberina, Roma \u2013 Recognition for the book \u201c<em>Il coraggio \u00e8 femmina<\/em>\u201d, June 25, 2026<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Le conte de Lina : l\u2019histoire d\u2019une coquille qui, apr\u00e8s avoir v\u00e9cu une perte, d\u00e9couvre sa propre valeur et apprend \u00e0 s\u2019aimer elle aussi.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":16,"featured_media":237031,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[389,2105,2465,209,294],"tags":[541,1852,2285,2473,2467],"class_list":["post-237044","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-canton-argovie","category-culture-italienne","category-le-coin-de-zaira","category-les-magazines","category-suisse","tag-culture-fr","tag-italiens-a-letranger-fr","tag-langue-italienne","tag-oeuvre-litteraire","tag-zaira-sellerio-fr"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/237044","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/16"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=237044"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/237044\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":237046,"href":"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/237044\/revisions\/237046"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/237031"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=237044"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=237044"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/swissfederalism.ch\/fr\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=237044"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}