It has neither arms nor legs, much less wings. It has neither father nor mother, nor home nor a section. It is so sad, ugly and old; and has gone insane so many times… It doesn’t know how to tell stories and it never learned any poem by heart. Yet, it is able to rip craters bigger than those on the moon’s surface.
In a world full of pitfalls, José Jorge Letria reminds us, through this poem, that war always comes softly and camouflaged. Illustrated by André Letria, WAR marks the reunion of these authors, following IF I WERE A BOOK's hit.
