Luserna (Cimbrian: Lusérn, German: Lusern) is a comune (municipality) in Trentino in the northern Italian region Trentino-Alto Adige/Südtirol, located about 25 kilometres (16 mi) southeast of Trento. As of 31 December 2004, it had a population of 284 and an area of 8.2 square kilometres (3.2 sq mi).
Lusérn borders the following municipalities: Caldonazzo, Lavarone, Levico Terme, Pedemonte, Rotzo and Valdastico.
Lusérn is the centre of Cimbrian language and culture. In the 2001 census, around 90% of the people of Lusérn stated Cimbrian, an Upper German dialect of the Germanic language, to be their first language. Formerly, Cimbrian was also spoken in neighbouring Lavarone, and in the so-called Seven Communities and Thirteen Communities. A cultural institute was decreed by provincial law and receives funds from the Italian state to help preserve the unique tradition, culture and language.
The Cimbrian spoken in Lusérn is a slightly different dialect from Cimbrian spoken elsewhere.
Luserna San Giovanni (Occitan: Luzerna e San Jan, Piedmontese: Luserna e San Gioann) is a comune (municipality) in the province of Turin in the Italian region Piedmont, located in the Val Pellice about 45 kilometres (28 mi) southwest of Turin.
Luserna San Giovanni borders the following municipalities: Angrogna, Bricherasio, Torre Pellice, Bibiana, Lusernetta, Rorà, and Bagnolo Piemonte.
Church in San Giovanni, abt. 1895
Church in San Giovanni, abt. 1895
Luserna San Giovanni is twinned with:
It's snaining outside
Or is it just lazy rain
It's six AM and I'm walking home
While the city twitches
In a sleep of dog dreams
Me and a friend of mine
We just cheated death
Now I'm walking home
For death's rain check
I open the door quietly
So as not to wake
The blue-eyed wedding cake
But she's watching me with one eye
The sleepy little spy
She helps me off with my shirt
Because my arm was hurt
In a recent fall
I slide into the bed
Then my leg I thread
Between hers
I put my good arm on her belly
Her hips
Her knees
She is made of several babies
I keep my scratchy cast to myself
As I feel our bodies melt
Into two drops of lazy rain
Snaking down the window pane
And when the two drops merge
Then there is the surge
Of one larger drop