Umberto Bossi, the Senatur’s poems go viral on social media

That Umberto Bossi before enrolling in the Faculty of Medicine (which he attended in Pavia while not completing his studies) he had attempted a career as a singer-songwriter, under the pseudonym of “Donato”, it is well known: in 1961, when he was twenty, he took part in the Castrocaro festival and released a 45 rpm with the songs “Ebbro” (a boogie woogie) and “Sconforto” (a slow rock piece) written together with maestro Mazzucchelli. Disc practically unobtainable that a few years ago had also gone to auction for a disproportionate amount: 250 thousand euros or so.

For a few days, however, another youthful artistic passion of the Senatur has re-emerged, that for words. On a blog (in a special section entitled «the corner of poetry») there is a selection of poems written by Bossi at the turn of the 70s and 80s, that is, before founding the Northern League and becoming one of the main political figures of the Second Republic. These are texts in Lumbard dialect dedicated to themes such as love and women, but also social and trade union commitment (at the time Bossi was a militant in the Varese left and for a couple of years he was also a member of the Samarate section of the Pci) and the environment, available with the Italian translation next to it.

Son of the textile workerAnd Ambrose Bossi and the concierge Ida Valentina Mauri, the Senatur has always been linked to the world of farmsteads and to the life of the peasants among whom he grew up. In Tera (Earth) speaks for example of the destruction of nature, which was the essence of the agricultural world and of the degradation of modern society: «Once green and full of words, Earth, who heard the mole squeak and the roses curse. I have seen the sirens of factories become syringes…».

In Ul Lach Mort (The Dead Lake) Bossi, on the other hand, proves to be an environmentalist ante litteram: «They killed the lake, our water…». In Strike in dul Baset (Sciopero alla Bassetti), on the other hand, the founder of the Carroccio remembers his grandmother Celeste, a socialist and trade unionist, who, discovered by the fascists, was tortured to the point of breaking both knees: «They also took Celeste, and Angiolino has already arrived. ..».

There are also two titled poems Song for Malpensa. In the first one can already read what will be the strong points of the political Bossi: «Sacred are the woods. And the meadows. And our water. And the wind. And the snow. Sacred are the roots. And our language. Not even all the churches in the world, not even the pope, are as good as a sprig of hazel, or a bird’s chirping. Or a stream of water as cold as a snake.’ The second, however, ends with the sentences: «They kill life to live for them, with their stupid airplanes, Convinced that we will always be afraid, that we will always be blown up».