from The Swallows of Lunetto by Joseph Fasano With those same hands that did terrible things. She told her men come back from their wars and they hold their children in their arms. And it is about love that looks deep into another’s soul and, with an almost relentless insistence, points out the path to wholeness. The novel considers ageless questions about the source of human evil and how society and individuals respond, about personal guilt and forgiveness. He had been broken so many times, first by war and then by the wars within him, but he had prevailed. That life means living the questions, the questions that arise from our own selves. The characters know that to be alive is to be broken, that there is no safety in the world.
They plumb the deepest questions of human experience. The characters’ struggles are not simple. The plot is simple, eloquent, like a Greek tragedy. Her charcoal drawings reflect what she sees, the sea and her town and her sisters, and she studies them hoping to understand what she sees. Perhaps to embrace death.Ī young woman in the village recalled the boy and connects with the man. He has returned home to see his mother, to assure her he is not a monster. It was the start of a dark journey that he cannot live with or escape, tainting existence. He was a boy when the siren call of fascism inspired him with dreams of Italian superiority, the honor of serving the Fatherland, the call of obedience. When the man is revealed to have been a Fascist participant in war crimes, responsible for the deaths of village sons, he becomes a marked man. The gold cross on his lapel indicates that he is a hero. When a man arrives wearing a black silk veil over his face, the citizens believe he has suffered a terrible wound in the war. A town that needs something to celebrate. It is a town in mourning for boys who died in the war. from the Swallows of Lunetto by Joseph Fasano And such things are only given a shape later. …something like that is perhaps beyond words.
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