The poet Salvador Merlino didn’t live to see published April’s elegy, his last book, as he died when
it was still in the printing press. His daughter Mary (72) and his son, Carlos (74), kept the parcels of
copies of their father’s book stashed away for 50 years, high up, on top of a wardrobe. The curiosity
of young Federico will force them to come face to face with themselves.
