I was born and raised in a countryside environment, in a small town in the province of Treviso. Only child of a single mother, I grew up with her, my grandmother and an uncle, who, instead of bedtime stories, put me to bed reciting poems by Pascoli, Leopardi and other poets by heart with such enthusiasm that I deeply involved. This gave birth to a passion for this wonderful art in me and made me want to write something already at that time with subjects all centered on the nature that surrounded me and which framed my days, it was a continuous source of inspiration, her and the animals, which I adore from the first to the last but especially I love dogs. In fact, I have been volunteering at a shelter for many years now to help the most unfortunate. Lately my thoughts have become particularly crowded with emotions unfortunately not very joyful after a series of deaths that have befallen my family and this made me feel a strong need again to write everything down and put it on paper what pressed on my heart.
Marina Acri
