The fortunate village
by Ignazio Lecca
Lying in the green of a
magnificent valley, at the foot of the wide mountain strip arching from the Pauli Ara
hills with Mount St. Barbara, over to Mount Arrubiu, closing with the Su Sinzuru
hill towards Sa Birdiera, Poggio dei Pini is thought of as a fortunate village by people
who visit it, a village far away from the urban outskirts degraded by the tentacles of
speculation, that besiege Cagliari and its suburbs.
Poggio is not the migled mass of houses, the built-up area of reinforced
concrete resulting from the postwar urbanization; and not even the anonymous residence,
mirror and metaphor of many sad suburban residences.
Poggio dei Pini instantly seems a serene refuge from where Man has been
able to keep distant "the obsessive and brutal roar of thousands of whose frenetic
swarm never stops", a village defined as "civil and human, prodigious
antidote against the poison that is the metropolis-ache, that wears out and makes our
generation sadder every day", according to the enlighted definition of the late
lamented co-operative member Marcello Serra.
Immediately at the Poggio entrance, on the right side coming from the
main road 195, there is the old nucleus of the farm previously owned by Maria Saggiante.
Over time it has been the site of the school, the co-operative offices, the church, the
bar and the restaurant. This is the first point of reference, a real refreshment and
traveller's resting area, a place for appointments, public meetings and celebrating
From this centre the village radiates out: the houses, the schools, the
commercial centre, the pool, the tennis courts, the gymnasium, the sport equipments and,
above all, nature which surrounds the community that is Poggio.
Translated by Giorgio Plazzotta and Jenny Setchell