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"Erri De Luca's writing is fearless excavation of the word, prose is purged of any unnecessary accessory, able to conceal a great stylistic skill. It is literature that follows the life to show it in its nakedness. The opposite of one volume published publisher Feltrinelli in Section I of the narrators, is presented as a collection of short stories, steeped in the author's biography and marked by a deep need for real things.
[...] In eighteen stories that make up the collection ... it portrays the difficult years that have engulfed and overwhelmed a generation "divided, irregular, without discussion, memberships, passes," one youth who "had to field the way for parliament and assemblies." It speaks of the late sixties and the following decade, he turns to look back to read the traces of an era wicked and magnificent, where the political passion is chewed with the bread and anger class gave flavor to the wine.
Erri De Luca does not want to deny anything of an age that is an integral part of their identity, depicts the violence of the past, as if to save it from oblivion, or any form of Holocaust denial. So the reader is familiar with the fever of street battles, the stones thrown at police. The fascist police batons. But the story does not succumb to partisan rhetoric or a re-enactment nostalgic: all appears to be controlled, dominated by the firmness of a voice that could be rough and tender at the same time. A voice that carries within it a "compressed ardor of one who comes from a cold." [...]
But alongside and within the collective history, the author gives space to private sentiment, love the torque that exceeds the solitude of the one and turns it into two. The protagonist of these stories try to break the wall inability to communicate and find great relief in the eyes and the smiles of women in hugs and kisses "which does not advance other tenderness, but it is the highest point of that passion between two humans. Thus we discover the nuances the most tender and delicate writing that recalls the loves of youth with modesty, as if to thank the fate of those irreplaceable moments of happiness. We discover the inner need of a boy in the seventies sought in the political struggle and woman the same consolation, the hope of winning the bitter years of anguish and confusion. [...]
adulthood is appeased with the slopes of the mountains, the contact with the rock that you can get to kiss to adhere to the matter and deal with their physicality. How to rediscover the man and woman are also sweating, shortness of breath, muscle. So it makes sense that the book opens with a short poem in verse dedicated to his mother, to the prehistory body and every feeling, that the placenta has accepted the transformation "from cell skeleton."
De Luca seems to be saying that the fever of love and the idea of \u200b\u200bcommunism, inseparable, were already inscribed in the biology of beings destined to play themselves, to challenge life to become at least two, the exact opposite of a "
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