What matters in writing Erri De Luca is the word, descriptive of emotions and human conditions rather than landscapes or backgrounds, here more than anywhere else.
This time the word coincides with the Word. I wish that this was the plain language of the Gospels, a language Man who arrives at the center and inextricably linking man and God. So it is not, and the written word has lost forever its original meaning of the story of man and his loneliness, buried by dogmas, regulations and cases of millennia of Roman Catholic Church. The consequences, as we know, still today.