Elegy of the Forgotten Homeland

About this book

In this work, we do not write about geography, but about "the scar" homelands leave in our souls when they recede or dissolve behind wars' and oblivion's fog. "Elegy of the Forgotten Homeland" is no mere prose texts; it is a journey in the human conscience, beginning from fracture's ash to end at rebirth's sun. The book sneaks into those dark zones of memory, where dwell the faces that departed without farewell, and the streets that no longer resemble us. The reader moves through its five chapters as one crossing a bridge from mystery to inspiration; from "lament's" bitterness in the first chapter, where grief inhabits ruin, to "the earth's pulse" sensing the homeland's heartbeat under the rubble, reaching "absence's specters" embodying the existential void departure leaves. This book is addressed to everyone who carried his homeland in his travel bag, or in a silent sigh before sleep. It is the voice of souls that refused to die under ash's weight, and decided to plant new jasmine from their tears. In a literary style joining melancholy's delicacy and hope's vigor, the work's pages rise to prove that homelands, however the days wrong them, remain alive as long as there is one to tell their tale, and as long as there is a heart believing dawn is not far from the patient ones' eyes.