Why Aletheia?
Why did we choose the title Aletheia for our literary journal? You will find the answer hidden in the folds of the wonderful opening of Guido Cornia’s novel Il sonno della ragione, which I reproduce here:
When Alétheja disappeared, her unyielding mother searched for her in vain beneath the half-shut eyelids of unsuspecting strangers, brushed against by chance along the road, and she grew old cursing the world.
In those very same days, the father discovered her hidden behind the endless voices of liars, and showed her, veiled in light fabrics, along the hundred and six streets of Ur, in the squares, and at the edge of the ten fountains.
They took him for a madman and mocked him, for he made the invisible visible.
So he showed her, instead, reflected in a mirror, and they crowned him King.
From that image, smooth statues were carved, that all might forever admire her beauty—forgetting that all in Alétheja that had once been right was now left.