Whoever was this tiny man
who used to run against the wind,
through the fog,
In the rain,
on snow-covered paths,
towards the sun—
away from his own shadow?
Notice the seasonal themes of weather and shadow. Zanelli uses them throughout the book to both frame his visions and define them. The mist, through which man must struggle, lends beauty to his otherwise alien context.
For more of my review of Over Misty Plains go here: http://dougholder.blogspot.com/2012/04/over-misty-plains-by-alessio-zanelli.html