Críticas:
"Elegant and arresting, the writing moves seamlessly beyond the particularity of individual experience to confront the mysteries around which our lives ebb and flow" (Publishers Weekly)
"Bufalino is an extraordinary writer, an exceptionally controlled stylist, he relishes words, their music, their tiniest shades of meaning" (Claudio Marabini Resto di Carlino)
"A work of severe, desperate beauty" (G. Barberi Squarotti Stampa)
"This novel is utterly beautiful, a work of unusually terse, expressive force... It might have been drawn towards pessimism but in fact it puts pessimism to flight" (Enzo Siciliano Corriere della Sera)
Reseña del editor:
In the last months of World War II, a young man with a fatal disease, straight out the army, is sent to a TB sanatorium near Palermo. It feels like a leper colony- people arrive, but never leave until they are dead, usually in a matter of months. Even the doctor has the illness in his cells. But the sap of life cannot be stopped from flowing.
The men's and women's wings of the sanatorium are strictly segregated, but there are permits to go into town for patients who have passed a screening; there are little boys to run lovers' errands; and there is human ingenuity. In the long, hot summer of 1946, at an evening of amateur theatricals organised by the doctor, our narrator falls in love with Marta, a young ballerina who has not lost her grace. But what sort of future can be expected of such a romance?
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