“Two carabinieri are on guard in the street. One says, ‘Look, a dead seagull.’ The other looks up at the sky and says, ‘Where?’
“And so, “ziaclara” was created. “
“I soon had to admit that what I did by myself couldn’t excite me, only what Lila touched became important. If she withdrew, if her voice withdrew from thing, the things got dirty, dusty (100).”
After having read many of his previous titles with a complete immersion in the author’s Sicily, the perseverance gives way to tiredness.