Italo Calvino <Cosmicomics>

I was twenty-three when I was heard about Italo Calvino. I had no idea about him that minute, even any his books. Clearly I had hardly try for finding out things on him from that day forward. Perhaps I would have believed that somday I'll encounter him for some reason or other. Although for many days I had lived forgetting him, I'd make an effort to call him to mind whenever his name tried to enter my mind, just as for many days. Strangely enough, in an intermittent memory,I hadn't forget his name for several years. I was unable to remember why I chose this weird title's book. I probably bought this with others of Calvino without particular reason, judged by Calvino's books having a same cover design in my bookshelf. Had this book been chosen by the cover illustration on which the Moon looking down with side glance is been drawing, which the Moon tying with thick strings connected with a boat by a sandy shore? I still don't have any idea. What is clear is his name and book have not ceased to live within me during some years.

Naturally, poverty, hungriness, war and suffering existed for some of us. So it could seem to be useless for the full grown-ups to say about the cosmos, or rather the magical cosmos, in the situation that umemployment rate is hitting a new high. As a matter of fact, at least as for me, I'd been in no condition to sing the beauty of the world, nor to recite fruits of the paradise. But, strangely again, the more unfeeling preacher say to me on the stern realities of life, the more my reaction violent. I just needed a subtle teacher, a living voice, and a magical calling, for example, born on the cosmos, jumping up to the space to save his love though too afraid to jump, setting to howling with the dogs all night long whenever the Moon is full, like Qfwfq the main character of this book. "I'll be the one to stay with you for a month!" Qfwfq shouted─At the very moment I realized that this story is the saddest story on the Moon. After reading this, I got to know why I couldn't have forgot his name for a long time; I'll get to keep his a long while, as a teacher, as one revelation...