DIARIO DI UN OTTOGENARIO - Argüelles, Iván
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The title means "Diary of an Eighty-Year-Old: A Poem with More Tears than Hands"; the poems or cantos are in English. The Book is a long, intense, lyrical, and often surreal meditation/recollection of a life in all its complexities, with frequent immersions into the loss of friends and family. In short this is a stunningly beautiful, unique, and unsentimentalized invocation of life and its mirror image, death. Argüelles remains at the peak of his powers with this unforgettably intimate, universal, and deeply human work, "where sleep is freed / from waking".…mehr

Produktbeschreibung
The title means "Diary of an Eighty-Year-Old: A Poem with More Tears than Hands"; the poems or cantos are in English. The Book is a long, intense, lyrical, and often surreal meditation/recollection of a life in all its complexities, with frequent immersions into the loss of friends and family. In short this is a stunningly beautiful, unique, and unsentimentalized invocation of life and its mirror image, death. Argüelles remains at the peak of his powers with this unforgettably intimate, universal, and deeply human work, "where sleep is freed / from waking".
  • Produktdetails
  • Verlag: Luna Bisonte Prods
  • Seitenzahl: 222
  • Erscheinungstermin: 7. August 2020
  • Englisch
  • Abmessung: 229mm x 152mm x 13mm
  • Gewicht: 348g
  • ISBN-13: 9781938521669
  • ISBN-10: 1938521668
  • Artikelnr.: 60177720
Autorenporträt
Author statement: I borrow what I can from multiple sources, from Virgil and James Joyce to Cesar Vallejo and Philip Lamantia. I often write at white-hot speed, and indeed at times in epic furlongs. The experimental often automatic nature of my writing is always looking for new spatial extensions. I consider each new piece to be a challenge, for I do not want to repeat what I have already done, but rather hope to embark on some new direction each time. I would be remiss if I did not emphasize the emotional nature of my work: the fundamental dimensions of the universe dilate with great unspoken sorrows. The intellect is a poor excuse, and reason has no place in this cosmos. Words are merely sounds open to interpretation. Each vowel has its own meaning. All languages say the same thing, embroidered with retroflex consonants, clicks, glottal stops and missing punctuation. The author of some 48 titles, I remain an enigmatic, marginalized figure in the illusory world of official literature. - Iván Argüelles