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“Soltanto il mare gli brontolava la solita storia lì sotto, in mezzo ai faraglioni perché il mare non ha paese nemmeno lui, ed è di tutti quelli che lo stanno ad ascoltare, di qua e di là dove nasce e muore il sole, anzi ad Aci Trezza ha un modo tutto suo di brontolare, e si riconosce subito al gorgogliare che fa tra quegli scogli nei quali si rompe, e par la voce di un amico.”

Few artistic currents have had the ardor to take a photograph of the society in which they were immersed, with a true historical rigor, stopping time and space and catapulting us of the audience there, alongside the protagonist, without interfering with their lives.

If there is an author who more than any other was able to marry the essence of realism, that was Giovanni Verga, whose words opened this article dedicated to Sicily, the Casa del Nespolo and the stacks of Acitrezza.

Verga is a true Sicilian, who lived in the middle of the nineteenth century, who tells about family, miners, self-made men and all the social wounds of his society, but who tells a little about all of us human beings.

He does it without judging them, as an impartial reporter, leaving to the reader the pressure of asking himself questions once he finishes each sentence and reaches a fixed point.

And that is why traveling with Verga you can understand well how his land was two hundred years ago and how in some respects, despite progress and change, some things do not change and always remain the same.
Or to quote his fellow countryman of the period of Decadentism Tomasi Di Lampedusa of how sometimes it is necessary to “change everything in order not to change anything”.

And in fact the wonderful sea of ​​Acitrezza is still there with its stacks, already sung by Homer as the Land of the Cyclops of the Odyssey, and the house of the medlar is still there, now used as a museum.
That museum once inhabited by humble fishermen or, as Verga said, by the old and wise Padron 'Ntoni and his whole family.


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