Ubaldo Bosello discovers lost memories in the "tiny and humble things poetry", in simple images that memory give him back from a childhood, spent, around the middle thirties, in Padua suburbs. Then, the quiet district's suburbs, the one bound to the middle class living in a city still in a paleo-capitalist phase, poor, characterized by an isolated culture, owning however an equilibrate world of values, and by the upbringing of human and Christian feelings containing their demands and revolts. Bosello commemorates its quiet life, sweet melancholy, the sunny silences, the richness of emotional contents, coming back with nostalgic curiosity to the childhood figures, identifying himself with them: sad but never unhappy, frail and underfed, owning, however, wide and free spaces, small and priceless objects, long and endless dreams. Sharp is his rejection of contemporary civilization, the civilization of short times and restricted spaces, of consumerism killing dreams, withering fantasy and frustrating imagination.. (Giorgio Segato, 1974)

- Joan Fitzgerald's writing