An angel lies on the ground among indifferent people and things. What
does it mean? Let's follow it in its nowhere travel through carousels of
words, pinwheels of allusions, curves of thoughts. Let's explore its
body as the map for a journey through mankind: it lies there to tell us
about us, like a new messiah, or a poet.
The Dead Angel by Mario Campanino, appearing here in English for the
first time, talks about the power of the poetic word to go deep inside
the human soul.