Today Maremosso enters the harbor and drops anchor, after almost three years of passionate and turbulent navigation.
We asked Hermann Melville a few words on loan, to greet and thank those who have followed us over the years.
From his unforgettable white whale, Moby Dick, we instead want to borrow one characteristic among those that have distinguished our magazine: the improbability.
It is unlikely that a digital magazine would be born within an online bookstore and be able to tell so much about what it is it happens in the publishing world.
Unlikely that many authors of the highest level take turns on a chair (or in a barber’s chair) eager to tell their story and share their inner world with everyone.
Unlikely poetry, comics, ecology, science and cooking find space within the same container, being able to count on passionate and competent interventions, capable of bringing themes of great depth to every type of reader.
Finally, it is unlikely that a very colorful and original section will be able to introduce today’s children to reading and books – the readers of tomorrow – at the same time offering mothers and fathers a tool to orient themselves among the many wonderful innovations that children’s publishing offers every day.
Yet, despite such improbability, Maremosso happened.
Today we experience many feelings, but above all the heart is full of gratitude because Maremosso was.
Gratitude for so much that was shared, for the words written and those heard.
For the drawingsthe colors and the maps that oriented us during a exciting navigationnever predictable, full of meetings and sometimes clashes, but always respectful and animated by the desire to do better.
For the extraordinary network of talents and skills that have contributed to making this editorial space a true sea port: open, noisy, crossed by currents and ventilated by gusts of wind that every day, from many countries, brought us stories and ideas.
And perhaps neither Magellan nor Cabot would have accomplished much if the winds had not filled the sails of their vessels.
We, in our own small way, have experienced trade winds, north winds, south-west winds and mistrals – not even a day of calm – following the currents of stories.
Those stories that, fortunately, never end. And books, after all, only remind us of this, together with the good ideas they provide so that each of us is more aware of the world in which we live and the consequences of our choices.
Here: today we like to think that perhaps Maremosso was not a ship, but rather a construction site of ideas.
And ideas, as is known, are proof of closure.
So let’s meet in our online bookshop, in the middle of that sea of books which is wider, richer and deeper than a magazine will ever be able to account for.
