Mauro Barindi

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MAURO BARINDI (Vicenza, 14.01.1964). Si è laureato in lingua e letteratura rumena (con relatore il prof. Lorenzo Renzi) presso l’Università di Padova e in seguito Dottore in Filologia romanza presso l’Università Complutense di Madrid con una tesi su un manoscritto inedito rumeno del XVIII sec. (Estudio lingüístico y literario del manuscrito Cod. Slav. 73 (1764) de la Biblioteca Nacional de Austria (Viena) – Viaţa Sfîntului Iosafat – de Vlad Boţulescu, due voll., coord. Eugenia Chelaru Popeanga). Ha insegnato italiano presso l’Università “Al.I.Cuza’ di Iaşi (Romania), l’Università di Reykjavík (Islanda), l’Istituto Italiano di Cultura del Cairo (Egitto) e attualmente presso quello di Tel Aviv (Israele). È membro dell’AIR (Associazione Italiana di Rumenistica), con vari contributi su aspetti della lingua e della cultura rumena. Debutta come traduttore con il romanzo di Vasile Andru, Uccelli del cielo (Păsările cerului), Ed. Controluce, Nardò (2008). Ultimamente sta lavorando alla traduzione del Diario di Mihail Sebastian.

Italiano: Effetto d’eco controllato; Mircea Nedelciu: un “classico” della Generazione ’80?; Come un ramoscello d’ulivo; I racconti del geografo; Educazione sentimentale; Un venerdì pomeriggio

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