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Carlo is a Jewish boy, born in Trieste in 1924. He wears shorts and knee high socks. During the early years of Fascism he wears a black shirt, unaware of the weight this will have later in life. His family is well off, educated, employed in banking and insurance in Vienna, Trieste and Zurich. The villa where he grows up is frequented by musicians and intellectuals.
Khader is born to a poor Palestinian family in 1948, the year Israel is founded. He wears UN donated clothes, rags patched by his mother, often a size to big. He studies for school by the light of an oil lamp, in a room he shares with nine others. At night, they hang their hammocks beneath the tin roof. When it rains, the roof leaks and the dripping water fills the containers dotted around the room.
It seems impossible for the fates of these two boys, so different, to become entwined. And yet they do, because of the woman they both love.
The Roses of the Wind is a true story. It is a story of love, light and darkness, birth and death, and the endless ripples of life.
“It is a complex novel, full of events and fascinating characters, leading the reader through crucial moments of the twentieth century.”
- Sul Romanzo
“Widad’s book is like a family gathering at moments of tragedy or birth. Many of them are at odds, especially with themselves. But they have learned how to flee and, much more difficult, how to return.”
“Among the many literary experiments of recent times, this spontaneous chronicle has the power to stun the reader.”
- Sole 24 ore
|Datum izida:||19. dec. 2017|