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E-raamat: Putin's Postbox

  • Formaat: EPUB+DRM
  • Ilmumisaeg: 01-Apr-2022
  • Kirjastus: Verlag Voland & Quist GmbH
  • Keel: eng
  • ISBN-13: 9783863913335
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  • Formaat: EPUB+DRM
  • Ilmumisaeg: 01-Apr-2022
  • Kirjastus: Verlag Voland & Quist GmbH
  • Keel: eng
  • ISBN-13: 9783863913335

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Eight essays on literature, language, art, Europe and life from one of Germany's most revered living writers. After a visit to Putin's old postbox, the reader is taken to Dresden and Brixton, Gdansk and Minsk, diverted to birds, bees, stray cats and pet dogs, confronted with Stasi and KGB, Proust and Jah Shaka, puzzled by overcoats and anoraks, Francis Bacon and Vermeer, and lost (then found) in service stations and memorial centres. Throughout, Marcel Beyer forges unexpected links and makes unpredictable leaps. "e;I work from the margins, partly very literally as I build my sentences, for instance when I start with the name of a colour rather than a noun, to explore how the sentence might be steered from there to a subject. In my reading, I am drawn to the outliers or, as malicious claims would have it, to the obscure. Central books: that is, those everyone can agree on, have never much interested me. I am rarely tempted to explore the centre of my world in writing, and even if I did want to encroach upon a centre, I would have to choose a path from the outside. But outside, too, one advances to the heart of things."e;Inspired by the great W. G. Sebald, Beyer's playful literary investigations wend through the high points and horrors of Europe's artistic history, towards a profoundly personal conclusion.