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氐亘丕丨 賵賲爻丕亍
亘賷賳 賷賵賲 賵賱丕丿丞 丕賱胤賮賱 芦賷賵賴丕賳爻禄 賮賷 賯乇賷丞 氐賷丕丿賷賳 賳乇賵賷噩賷丞貙 賵丌禺乇 賷賵賲 賮賷 丨賷丕丞 丕賱氐賷丕丿 丕賱毓噩賵夭 芦賷賵賴丕賳爻禄貙 丨賷丕丞 毓丕丿賷丞貙 賷爻乇丿賴丕 芦賷賵賳 賮賵爻賴禄 亘亘爻丕胤丞 禺丕丿毓丞貙 賮賳毓賷卮 鬲賮丕氐賷賱賴丕 丕賱氐睾賷乇丞 丕賱鬲賷 鬲亘賯賶 賮賷 匕賴賳 丕賱廿賳爻丕賳 賵廿丨爻丕爻賴 毓賳丿賲丕 賷賳胤賮卅 賰賱 卮賷亍... 丨鬲賶 丕賱賵毓賷.
乇賵丕賷丞 丕爻鬲孬賳丕卅賷丞貙 鬲購乇噩賲鬲 廿賱賶 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 毓卮乇 賱睾丕鬲貙 賰賲丕 噩乇賶 鬲丨賵賷賱賴丕 廿賱賶 毓賲賱 兀賵亘乇丕賱賷.
賰丕鬲亘 毓賲賱丕賯 賷購賯乇兀 賱兀賵賱 賲乇丞 亘丕賱賱睾丞 丕賱毓乇亘賷丞貙 賮賷 鬲乇噩賲丞 兀賲賷賳丞 賵賲鬲賲賷夭丞 鬲丨丕賮馗 毓賱賶 乇賵丨 丕賱賳氐 丕賱兀氐賱賷
鈥� 芦噩丕卅夭丞 賲賱爻賵賲 丕賱兀丿亘賷丞禄 2001
鈥� 丕賱賯丕卅賲丞 丕賱賯氐賷乇丞 賱賭芦噩丕卅夭丞 丕賱賳賯丕丿 丕賱賳乇賵賷噩賷賷賳 丕賱兀丿亘賷丞禄
鈥� 丕賱賯丕卅賲丞 丕賱賯氐賷乇丞 賱賭芦噩丕卅夭丞 丕賱賲噩賱爻 丕賱卮賲丕賱賷 丕賱兀丿亘賷丞禄
鈥� 芦賯氐丞 亘爻賷胤丞 毓賳 丕賱爻丐丕賱 丕賱兀賴賲: 賲毓賳賶 丕賱丨賷丕丞禄 - 丿丕噩賳爻 賳乇賷賳噩爻賱賷賮
鈥� 芦芦賷賵賳 賮賵爻賴禄 賴賵 賲賳 丿賵賳 卮賰 賵丕丨丿 賲賳 兀賴賲 丕賱兀氐賵丕鬲 丕賱兀丿亘賷丞 賮賷 丕賱毓丕賱賲... 亘賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 丕賱賯氐賷乇丞貙 丕亘鬲賰乇 芦賷賵賳 賮賵爻賴禄 卮賷卅賸丕 賲賲賷夭賸丕 賵賲賴賲賸賾丕貙 鬲噩乇亘丞 賯乇丕亍丞 賱丕 鬲購賳爻賶禄 - 丌賷乇賷卮 廿噩夭丕賲賷賳乇
鈥� 芦賰鬲丕亘 賷爻丨乇 丕賱賯丕乇卅 賵賷丐孬乇 賮賷賴. 賰鬲丕亘 睾乇賷亘 賵毓馗賷賲禄 - 夭賵丿丿賵賷鬲卮賴 鬲爻丕賷鬲賵賳噩
鈥� 芦賷購賯丿賽賾賲 芦賮賵爻賴禄貙 賮賷 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 丕賱賯氐賷乇丞 丕賱丌爻乇丞貙 鬲兀賲賱賸丕 賮丕鬲賳賸丕 毓賳 丕賱丨賷丕丞 賵丕賱賲賵鬲禄 - 亘丕亘賱賷卮乇夭 賵賷賰賱賷
毓賳 丕賱賲丐賱賮
賷購毓丿 芦賷賵賳 賮賵爻賴禄貙 丕賱賲賵賱賵丿 毓丕賲 1959貙 兀賴賲 丕賱賰購鬲丕亘 丕賱賳乇賵賷噩賷賷賳 丕賱賲毓丕氐乇賷賳貙 賵賯丿 兀胤賱賯鬲 毓賱賷賴 丕賱氐丨丕賮丞 賱賯亘 芦廿亘爻賳 丕賱噩丿賷丿禄. 氐丿乇 賱賴 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 30 賰鬲丕亘賸丕 賮賷 丕賱賲爻乇丨 賵丕賱卮毓乇 賵丕賱乇賵丕賷丞貙 鬲購乇噩賲鬲 廿賱賶 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 40 賱睾丞貙 賵丨氐賱 毓賱賶 噩賵丕卅夭 兀丿亘賷丞 賲乇賲賵賯丞 毓丿賷丿丞貙 賲賳賴丕: 芦噩丕卅夭丞 廿亘爻賳 丕賱丿賵賱賷丞禄 毓丕賲 2010貙 賵芦丕賱噩丕卅夭丞 丕賱兀賵乇賵亘賷丞 賱賱丌丿丕亘禄 毓丕賲 2014貙 賰賲丕 丨丕夭 芦賵爻丕賲 丕賱丕爻鬲丨賯丕賯 丕賱賵胤賳賷禄 丕賱賮乇賳爻賷 亘丿乇噩丞 賮丕乇爻貙 賵芦賵爻丕賲 丕賱賯丿賷爻 兀賵賱丕賮 丕賱賲賱賰賷禄 賵賴賵 兀毓賱賶 丕賲鬲賷丕夭 賮賷 丕賱丿賵賱丞 丕賱賳乇賵賷噩賷丞. 賵賲賳丨賴 賲賱賰 丕賱賳乇賵賷噩貙 毓丕賲 2011貙 卮乇賮 丕賱廿賯丕賲丞 賲丿賶 丕賱丨賷丕丞 賮賷 芦噩乇賵鬲賳禄貙 賵賴賵 亘賷鬲 賮賷 丨乇賲 丕賱賯氐乇 丕賱賲賱賰賷 賮賷 兀賵爻賱賵 賲禺氐氐 賱丕爻鬲賯亘丕賱 賰亘丕乇 丕賱賮賳丕賳賷賳 賲賳匕 丕賱賯乇賳 丕賱鬲丕爻毓 毓卮乇.
乇賵丕賷丞 丕爻鬲孬賳丕卅賷丞貙 鬲購乇噩賲鬲 廿賱賶 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 毓卮乇 賱睾丕鬲貙 賰賲丕 噩乇賶 鬲丨賵賷賱賴丕 廿賱賶 毓賲賱 兀賵亘乇丕賱賷.
賰丕鬲亘 毓賲賱丕賯 賷購賯乇兀 賱兀賵賱 賲乇丞 亘丕賱賱睾丞 丕賱毓乇亘賷丞貙 賮賷 鬲乇噩賲丞 兀賲賷賳丞 賵賲鬲賲賷夭丞 鬲丨丕賮馗 毓賱賶 乇賵丨 丕賱賳氐 丕賱兀氐賱賷
鈥� 芦噩丕卅夭丞 賲賱爻賵賲 丕賱兀丿亘賷丞禄 2001
鈥� 丕賱賯丕卅賲丞 丕賱賯氐賷乇丞 賱賭芦噩丕卅夭丞 丕賱賳賯丕丿 丕賱賳乇賵賷噩賷賷賳 丕賱兀丿亘賷丞禄
鈥� 丕賱賯丕卅賲丞 丕賱賯氐賷乇丞 賱賭芦噩丕卅夭丞 丕賱賲噩賱爻 丕賱卮賲丕賱賷 丕賱兀丿亘賷丞禄
鈥� 芦賯氐丞 亘爻賷胤丞 毓賳 丕賱爻丐丕賱 丕賱兀賴賲: 賲毓賳賶 丕賱丨賷丕丞禄 - 丿丕噩賳爻 賳乇賷賳噩爻賱賷賮
鈥� 芦芦賷賵賳 賮賵爻賴禄 賴賵 賲賳 丿賵賳 卮賰 賵丕丨丿 賲賳 兀賴賲 丕賱兀氐賵丕鬲 丕賱兀丿亘賷丞 賮賷 丕賱毓丕賱賲... 亘賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 丕賱賯氐賷乇丞貙 丕亘鬲賰乇 芦賷賵賳 賮賵爻賴禄 卮賷卅賸丕 賲賲賷夭賸丕 賵賲賴賲賸賾丕貙 鬲噩乇亘丞 賯乇丕亍丞 賱丕 鬲購賳爻賶禄 - 丌賷乇賷卮 廿噩夭丕賲賷賳乇
鈥� 芦賰鬲丕亘 賷爻丨乇 丕賱賯丕乇卅 賵賷丐孬乇 賮賷賴. 賰鬲丕亘 睾乇賷亘 賵毓馗賷賲禄 - 夭賵丿丿賵賷鬲卮賴 鬲爻丕賷鬲賵賳噩
鈥� 芦賷購賯丿賽賾賲 芦賮賵爻賴禄貙 賮賷 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 丕賱賯氐賷乇丞 丕賱丌爻乇丞貙 鬲兀賲賱賸丕 賮丕鬲賳賸丕 毓賳 丕賱丨賷丕丞 賵丕賱賲賵鬲禄 - 亘丕亘賱賷卮乇夭 賵賷賰賱賷
毓賳 丕賱賲丐賱賮
賷購毓丿 芦賷賵賳 賮賵爻賴禄貙 丕賱賲賵賱賵丿 毓丕賲 1959貙 兀賴賲 丕賱賰購鬲丕亘 丕賱賳乇賵賷噩賷賷賳 丕賱賲毓丕氐乇賷賳貙 賵賯丿 兀胤賱賯鬲 毓賱賷賴 丕賱氐丨丕賮丞 賱賯亘 芦廿亘爻賳 丕賱噩丿賷丿禄. 氐丿乇 賱賴 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 30 賰鬲丕亘賸丕 賮賷 丕賱賲爻乇丨 賵丕賱卮毓乇 賵丕賱乇賵丕賷丞貙 鬲購乇噩賲鬲 廿賱賶 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 40 賱睾丞貙 賵丨氐賱 毓賱賶 噩賵丕卅夭 兀丿亘賷丞 賲乇賲賵賯丞 毓丿賷丿丞貙 賲賳賴丕: 芦噩丕卅夭丞 廿亘爻賳 丕賱丿賵賱賷丞禄 毓丕賲 2010貙 賵芦丕賱噩丕卅夭丞 丕賱兀賵乇賵亘賷丞 賱賱丌丿丕亘禄 毓丕賲 2014貙 賰賲丕 丨丕夭 芦賵爻丕賲 丕賱丕爻鬲丨賯丕賯 丕賱賵胤賳賷禄 丕賱賮乇賳爻賷 亘丿乇噩丞 賮丕乇爻貙 賵芦賵爻丕賲 丕賱賯丿賷爻 兀賵賱丕賮 丕賱賲賱賰賷禄 賵賴賵 兀毓賱賶 丕賲鬲賷丕夭 賮賷 丕賱丿賵賱丞 丕賱賳乇賵賷噩賷丞. 賵賲賳丨賴 賲賱賰 丕賱賳乇賵賷噩貙 毓丕賲 2011貙 卮乇賮 丕賱廿賯丕賲丞 賲丿賶 丕賱丨賷丕丞 賮賷 芦噩乇賵鬲賳禄貙 賵賴賵 亘賷鬲 賮賷 丨乇賲 丕賱賯氐乇 丕賱賲賱賰賷 賮賷 兀賵爻賱賵 賲禺氐氐 賱丕爻鬲賯亘丕賱 賰亘丕乇 丕賱賮賳丕賳賷賳 賲賳匕 丕賱賯乇賳 丕賱鬲丕爻毓 毓卮乇.
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First published January 1, 2000
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Jon Fosse
243听books1,613听followersJon Olav Fosse was born in Haugesund, Norway and currently lives in Bergen. He debuted in 1983 with the novel Raudt, svart (Red, black). His first play, Og aldri skal vi skiljast, was performed and published in 1994. Jon Fosse has written novels, short stories, poetry, children's books, essays and plays. His works have been translated into more than forty languages. He is widely considered as one of the world's greatest contemporary playwrights. Fosse was made a chevalier of the Ordre national du M茅rite of France in 2007. Fosse also has been ranked number 83 on the list of the Top 100 living geniuses by The Daily Telegraph.
He was awarded The Nobel Prize in Literature 2023 "for his innovative plays and prose which give voice to the unsayable".
Since 2011, Fosse has been granted the Grotten, an honorary residence owned by the Norwegian state and located on the premises of the Royal Palace in the city centre of Oslo. The Grotten is given as a permanent residence to a person specifically bestowed this honour by the King of Norway for their contributions to Norwegian arts and culture.
He was awarded The Nobel Prize in Literature 2023 "for his innovative plays and prose which give voice to the unsayable".
Since 2011, Fosse has been granted the Grotten, an honorary residence owned by the Norwegian state and located on the premises of the Royal Palace in the city centre of Oslo. The Grotten is given as a permanent residence to a person specifically bestowed this honour by the King of Norway for their contributions to Norwegian arts and culture.
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August 4, 2024
Life from dawn till sunset鈥�
The story begins with a childbirth鈥� An appearance in the old world of a new human being鈥� The morn of life鈥�
The father wants an inheritor鈥� A successor to his walk of life鈥� He wishes the son to be born鈥�
And now it is already an evenfall鈥� And everything is left behind鈥� Is there anything lying ahead?
To walk the road of life from its beginning to its end is the way of all flesh.
The story begins with a childbirth鈥� An appearance in the old world of a new human being鈥� The morn of life鈥�
The father wants an inheritor鈥� A successor to his walk of life鈥� He wishes the son to be born鈥�
鈥nd now he鈥檚 coming out, while Marta his mother screams in pain, out into the cold world and there he鈥檒l be alone, separated from Marta, separated from everyone, he鈥檒l be alone there always alone and then, after it鈥檚 all over, when his time comes, he will be dissolved and turn back into nothing and go back where he came from, from nothing to nothing, that鈥檚 the path of life, for people, animals, birds, fishes, houses, bowls, for everything that exists鈥�
And now it is already an evenfall鈥� And everything is left behind鈥� Is there anything lying ahead?
鈥ut no matter how much he heated the house it never got truly warm and no matter how many lights he turned on it never got truly bright either, so as far as that went he could just as well stay in bed and put off getting up for as long as he wanted, only he couldn鈥檛 just let himself go either, he had to keep active, had to do something, or else he鈥檇 get even stiffer and woozy because no it鈥檚 been a long time since he was a young man鈥�
To walk the road of life from its beginning to its end is the way of all flesh.
August 19, 2024
Jon Fosse is more about feeling than reading, his prose is so seductive that you want to savor every word, to feel the rhythmic music of the words, which takes you to a state of trance, wherein you surrender yourself to the mercy of the author who marvels you with the beauty shimmering and oozing out of pages to wrap your mind, every time you encounter it, only to realize you want to have that mystical experience again and again, however, on every reading you might feel as if you鈥檝e missed something of what there is to offer, only to find an unsatiated desire to go through it again, in a way, adding up to earlier experiences. The author builds the ethereal and sublime prose by superimposing the layers of past and present, the remembrances of people or things you love, to produce a scintillating luminescence which engulf your consciousness in a state of spiritual rapture and joy. It transports you to a serene and tranquil core of your heart wherein you may feel the echoes of silences which inspire you to inevitably reflect upon it, only to realize it may be our own story, if not from the immediate temporality, then either sometime in the future or from deep secrets of the past.
What are we without our memories? Perhaps a blank random consciousness roaming around in this strange world of absurdity, to conjure up its own existence through meanings riding upon myths, superstitions, culture, and dogmas, only to be shred apart on unremitting encounters with the absurd world. It is intriguing to note that how do we deduce logic from the randomity of life to carve out our own world, for getting away from the unease and anxiousness of our life. We devise our life with our memories, we conjure up throughout our limited existence on the temporal framework, and these memories and experiences of our lifetime formulate the life we live for. Of course, we take help of faith, religions and superstitions to provide soothing balm to our soul which is being continuously grazed by vagaries of life, emerged out of its melancholy and sadness.
Jon Fosse has an amazing knack of encapsulating an entire lifetime into a few pages, as I felt with his other two books too- Aliss at the Fire and A Shinning, he condenses the entire life of Johannes in just over hundred pages which provide us windows to peep into the consciousness of Johannes, having memories and reflections of various essential phases of the life. The prose of the novella (or rather novel because of its scope) dances between the contradictions of life, hopping from one extreme to another, at times, without settling on to anyone of them to produce a pure, repetitive language having musical phrases which are stripped down to the basic words or sounds. The prose of the book has got a natural rhythm which flows like a river, paving a way of its own, depending upon the faith, emotions, and reflections of the reader, to draw you into the clear but mesmerizing fluid, from which you find it hard to get away, more often than not pleasantly though.
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The little beauty from Jon Fosse deals with the poignant themes of humanity such as ageing, mortality, love, and art through its focus on the interior lives of solitary characters who struggle to find their place in this absurd and unforgiving universe. How do you carve our existence in old age, why do you continue to live then, what is the point?, when you don鈥檛 have anyone with you from your bygone days to share the griefs, sorrows and joys, the sagacity and weirdness, you devise your life with your memories as if to relive them, as if to go back in the crevices of mind, to dig out those experiences out of the past and to feel the same emotions associated with them, once again, only to realize that those emotions are hard to be replicated and come up with shadow of melancholy from the past, wrapped in the pain of memory.
A strange, deep despair wraps your soul on realizing that people you have loved right through your life can鈥檛 be part of your world anymore, soon everything is left behind to leave you with your profound loneliness. You ponder upon the solitude of life, is life about the time spent with people we love, sooner or later we have to part from everyone except for your family, but is family enough to brave the existential ordeal and if it so then why do we need the others, the relationship we develop and keep on developing till our last breath. Perhaps, it is about moments we invent with others, and we keep always looking for those moments, from the graves of memory, either to relive them or to create similar moments, either way it is difficult and often we get disappointed to realize that the eternal solitude of our existence is only reality of life.
The loneliness of old age may lead us to dig the reflections and experiences from the deep layers of memory, these are reflections on the time which has been passed, to perhaps develop a grieving mechanism for handling the feeling of loss, these profoundly poignant reflections may turn into haunting apparitions affecting a new hallucinating reality in which everything gets muddled, in which you start questioning your own existence as if you are just an apparition of your existence or perhaps going through an extended or borrowed existence, somewhat like a deathless death in which life remains suspended by a thin, almost unperceivable thread. The home which has been a comforting sacred abode of joy and endearment, for your body and soul throughout the life, may get transformed into a haunted house of apparitions and painful remembrances from the bygone times, every nook and corner of the house reminds you of those excruciating memories, memories that rise from obscurity to come up as hallucinations in front of you, wherein it is scary to ask whether you really exist or not.
Everything feels same yet different, perhaps we think so, only to gradually realize that probably it is not same anymore as we may not be having the revered relationships, with things and people, we had in the past, however, as we deeply contemplate upon it, it occurs to us everything is same as it has happened before, with everyone else, and perhaps will keep on happening with others who are yet to face this scary but definite reality of life. The role faith, God and religion play in our lives, is hard to put into words, perhaps they are an essential part of our reality as they help us to keep our world together amidst the irrationality and cruelty of the life, and we see that the myths and references to Bible bind the prose to provide strength and vigor to Johannes, throughout his life.
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Jon Fosse conjures up a dark, existential tale, as often his works are, wherein the life has been stretched to the limits, to test human beings through their faith, and hope, by craving out this deep meditation on loneliness and joy, life and death. The prose of the tale demands you to read it slowly, to imbibe it in our consciousness, to feel it, to reflect upon it, through repetitions, which are not typical repetitions of prose, but rather the thoughts and memories are being replicated here, to force you to reflect again on similar themes, perhaps to build upon your earlier experiences, to produce an overwhelming occurrence of an entire lifetime. We know that poetry is creation of a visionary world which transports you, rather than prose which communicates with you, to some transcendental universe, and the prose of Jon Fosse does not fail to rise from the dungeons of mundanity, to reach, both emotionally and philosophically, the zenith of poetry.
October 7, 2023
Jon Fosse, dubbed 鈥榯he Becektt of the 21st Century鈥� by French newspaper Le Monde, has a staggeringly impressive career and output. The Norwegian novelist, poet, Ibsen Award-winning playwright has published over thirty books and twenty-eight plays, been named Chevalier to the French Ordre national du M茅rite, been granted a lifetime stipend by the Norwegian government to pursue his craft, been published in over 40 languages and is the most produced living playwright in the world. Oh and he is also a recipient of the Nobel Prize in Literature in 2023. Fosse is an international success yet, here in America from which I am writing, he is all but unheard of. His novels are often abstract and ethereal, which may point towards the lack of commercial acceptance in an American culture and the limited English translations of his work available, but anyone who sails the river of his ever-flowing prose can鈥檛 deny the somber beauty carrying them forth. Morning and Evening (Morgen og Kveld), first released in the original Norwegian in 2000, has finally been beautifully rendered into English by translator Damion Searls. With this new edition from Dalkey Archive, who has previously published I & II as well as , alongside a collection of Fosse鈥檚 essays, we are granted a greater glimpse into a brilliant and celebrated mind regrettably underappreciated by an English speaking audience.
There is a very theatrical feel to Fosse鈥檚 novels as if they could easily be converted to dramatic form. Despite being a rather internal novel, Morning and Evening is actually quite visual. Sparse and with few changes of setting, much of the book involves characters coming and going as if on a stage, and it is not a great stretch to imagine the novel performed by a theatre group. What would be lost, however, is the marvelous stream-of-conscious puzzlement and repetitious prose that take us into the human soul in a way that would be inaccessible through visuals alone.
Morning and Evening is simple on the surface. A man, Johannes, is born, and years later, the same man dies. Not much actually happens in the novel, yet somehow the entirety of a life lived crawls out from the small crack of novelistic space. Fosse has a unique style that creates quiet novels with a roaring fluidity marked by repetition and unhindered by traditional, or virtually any, punctuation. The lack of periods and new paragraphs beginning without capitalization emphasizes the way life moves in a continuous flow, and it is the bare, natural and quotidian aspects of life that Fosse best mines for universal understanding.
Morning and Evening shines by compressing a lifespan down to an utterly basic and mundane essence. Divided into two major sections, the first being the father witnessing Johannes鈥檚 birth and the second letting the reader walk hand-in-hand with Johannes on a seemingly normal day where everything around him feels intangibly different. As the second section unfolds, we are given fleeting glimpses at the key elements of Johannes鈥� life as they spiral together down a drain toward death. This compressed essence is like the thesis statement of a life鈥檚 鈥榤eaning鈥�, and over the short novel Fosse examines the way we ascribe meaning on a world lacking inherent meaning. 'and everything is in a way heavy in itself, everything in a way announces itself and announces everything you do with it,' he writes. When we see objects, we understand them through our perception of what they mean to us through their use, their name, or even through association with past events containing the object. An object is forever drenched in the residue of our experiences with it, becoming a part of us whereas it would be meaningless without our perspective ruling over it.
Nietzsche wrote that 鈥楪od is dead,' inviting us into a world of possibility with no objective morality. How weightless the set-pieces of our existence would be with no defined purpose to validate their being. Fosse employs frequent repetition of statements and ideas which function like a refrain in the melody of his prose to insert his messages in our heads like a musical hook. There are frequent moments when characters assert the belief that there is a 'lower god' which rules the world and not an 'all-powerful' God which would have created the world. Perhaps in a world where God has turned away, as Fosse reminds us time and again, we ourselves become the lesser gods. An individual gives meaning to the surrounding world in ways which spell out a personal story, giving individualized substance to the weightlessness of experience when assessing one鈥檚 own existence.
The image of death presented in the novel is especially reassuring considering the depiction of the world with all it鈥檚 'darkness and all the terrible evil...' Olai considers the implications of bringing forth a child into this world 'starting out on his own life, out in the hard world, already you are connected to both God鈥檚 goodness and a lower god or devil鈥�' If not for the lowly goodness we decide to find in the world, all we would be left with is fear and a void and death would be 'to be dissolved and turn back into nothing...from nothing to nothing, that鈥檚 the path of life鈥�' It is this fear of the nothing and the evils of the world which makes us believe there must be meaning and a god of some sorts, something to pacify us into continuing in the dark, continuing our species. Most importantly, this belief embraces us into accepting the inevitable oblivion at the end of all our timelines.
Peter, best friend to Johannes, is the comforting face sent to usher him down the path of acceptance. A fisherman with long, unkempt hair and a calm demeanor, his character is sure to invoke Christ-like comparisons. A pivotal scene finds Johannes and Peter out fishing and Johannes' bait is unable to sink below the surface.
While Morning and Evening has an obvious biblical undercurrent, the book benefits from Fosse鈥檚 message which may be read as a non-denominational, philosophical inquiry into meaning that uses biblical principles as pre-existing guideposts rather than religious dogma. 'God does exist,' insists Johannes鈥� father, Olai, 'but far far away and very very close...he shows himself, both in the individual person and in the world.' While the book can be read at face value as individuals being agents of God in an evil world, the novel also works metaphorically as a solipsistic investigation of the inescapable, internal consciousness making us each gods of our own realm of reality within the void of shared reality. Fosse鈥檚 works are open to interpretation, and this is as much their source joy as their attempts at universality. The novel鈥檚 stream-of-conscious style is only broken up by a period in one particular place:
Fosse slowly and steadily twists the screws in his work, increasing tension and awe so gradually that it is hardly noticeable until the reader is practically overcome by it at the conclusion. The novel progresses down a path which is, admittedly, predictable though Fosse鈥檚 goal is not to shock readers with a cheap trick dropping the floor from under them. The effect is there, however the novel does slog and feel flat from all the humdrum ideas and predictability. He shows his authorial hand throughout so readers may focus on the internal human tragedy rather than the plot, and the novel is all the better for it. Fosse鈥檚 prose lives up to his message and is imbued with a heavy weightlessness. Morning and Evening is a brief work in a minor key sung in hushed tones and is certainly one worth experiencing despite feeling like an overused chord progression. With the help of Dalkey Archive and Damion Searls鈥� crisp translation, Fosse鈥檚 voice will reverberate within a new audience.
3.5/5
There is a very theatrical feel to Fosse鈥檚 novels as if they could easily be converted to dramatic form. Despite being a rather internal novel, Morning and Evening is actually quite visual. Sparse and with few changes of setting, much of the book involves characters coming and going as if on a stage, and it is not a great stretch to imagine the novel performed by a theatre group. What would be lost, however, is the marvelous stream-of-conscious puzzlement and repetitious prose that take us into the human soul in a way that would be inaccessible through visuals alone.
Morning and Evening is simple on the surface. A man, Johannes, is born, and years later, the same man dies. Not much actually happens in the novel, yet somehow the entirety of a life lived crawls out from the small crack of novelistic space. Fosse has a unique style that creates quiet novels with a roaring fluidity marked by repetition and unhindered by traditional, or virtually any, punctuation. The lack of periods and new paragraphs beginning without capitalization emphasizes the way life moves in a continuous flow, and it is the bare, natural and quotidian aspects of life that Fosse best mines for universal understanding.
Morning and Evening shines by compressing a lifespan down to an utterly basic and mundane essence. Divided into two major sections, the first being the father witnessing Johannes鈥檚 birth and the second letting the reader walk hand-in-hand with Johannes on a seemingly normal day where everything around him feels intangibly different. As the second section unfolds, we are given fleeting glimpses at the key elements of Johannes鈥� life as they spiral together down a drain toward death. This compressed essence is like the thesis statement of a life鈥檚 鈥榤eaning鈥�, and over the short novel Fosse examines the way we ascribe meaning on a world lacking inherent meaning. 'and everything is in a way heavy in itself, everything in a way announces itself and announces everything you do with it,' he writes. When we see objects, we understand them through our perception of what they mean to us through their use, their name, or even through association with past events containing the object. An object is forever drenched in the residue of our experiences with it, becoming a part of us whereas it would be meaningless without our perspective ruling over it.
Nietzsche wrote that 鈥楪od is dead,' inviting us into a world of possibility with no objective morality. How weightless the set-pieces of our existence would be with no defined purpose to validate their being. Fosse employs frequent repetition of statements and ideas which function like a refrain in the melody of his prose to insert his messages in our heads like a musical hook. There are frequent moments when characters assert the belief that there is a 'lower god' which rules the world and not an 'all-powerful' God which would have created the world. Perhaps in a world where God has turned away, as Fosse reminds us time and again, we ourselves become the lesser gods. An individual gives meaning to the surrounding world in ways which spell out a personal story, giving individualized substance to the weightlessness of experience when assessing one鈥檚 own existence.
ll the things are normal things but they have become somehow dignified, and golden, and heavy as though they weighed much much more than themselves and at the same time had no weightWe read the tremors of a self-authored set of purpose and meaning as they wane to reveal a weightless reality upon which they were built. Fosse鈥檚 tone is not one of sorrow or fear but of simple freedom. 'he has a feeling that he will never see all of this again,' Fosse writes, 'but that it will stay in him, as what he is, as a sound鈥�' Death takes the world from Johannes, but he also takes the world with him by carrying it in his eternal memories. It creates a comforting vision of death and Johannes revisits the standardly expected places, friends and family that is most dear to him before venturing from this world.
The image of death presented in the novel is especially reassuring considering the depiction of the world with all it鈥檚 'darkness and all the terrible evil...' Olai considers the implications of bringing forth a child into this world 'starting out on his own life, out in the hard world, already you are connected to both God鈥檚 goodness and a lower god or devil鈥�' If not for the lowly goodness we decide to find in the world, all we would be left with is fear and a void and death would be 'to be dissolved and turn back into nothing...from nothing to nothing, that鈥檚 the path of life鈥�' It is this fear of the nothing and the evils of the world which makes us believe there must be meaning and a god of some sorts, something to pacify us into continuing in the dark, continuing our species. Most importantly, this belief embraces us into accepting the inevitable oblivion at the end of all our timelines.
Peter, best friend to Johannes, is the comforting face sent to usher him down the path of acceptance. A fisherman with long, unkempt hair and a calm demeanor, his character is sure to invoke Christ-like comparisons. A pivotal scene finds Johannes and Peter out fishing and Johannes' bait is unable to sink below the surface.
The sea doesn鈥檛 want you, he saysThe scene recalls the biblical moment of fishermen John and Simon Peter being called by Jesus as he walks across the water and reflects Peter鈥檚 calling Johannes into death. The unknown beneath the surface is gone, all that鈥檚 left is the earth and it鈥檚 previously known wonders locked in Johannes鈥� memory.
and Peter wipes the tears away
Now all that鈥檚 left is earth, Peter says
While Morning and Evening has an obvious biblical undercurrent, the book benefits from Fosse鈥檚 message which may be read as a non-denominational, philosophical inquiry into meaning that uses biblical principles as pre-existing guideposts rather than religious dogma. 'God does exist,' insists Johannes鈥� father, Olai, 'but far far away and very very close...he shows himself, both in the individual person and in the world.' While the book can be read at face value as individuals being agents of God in an evil world, the novel also works metaphorically as a solipsistic investigation of the inescapable, internal consciousness making us each gods of our own realm of reality within the void of shared reality. Fosse鈥檚 works are open to interpretation, and this is as much their source joy as their attempts at universality. The novel鈥檚 stream-of-conscious style is only broken up by a period in one particular place:
[Olai] will be the father of a little fellow who will also be named Johannes, after his father. There is a God, yet, Olai thinks. But he is far away, and he is very close. And he is not all-knowing and not all-powerful. And it is not this God who rules over the world and humankind鈥�From here the novel progresses uninterrupted. Fosse stops the flow to punctuate the importance of the Father, both God and human fathers. Life stops at God and only begins from him. Similarly, Olai and his wife Marta are also creationary forces, the lesser gods that rule not from on high but from within the world. Beginning the novel with Olai witnessing the birth of the character who dominates the rest of the novel shows the endless flow of life from one being into another.
Fosse slowly and steadily twists the screws in his work, increasing tension and awe so gradually that it is hardly noticeable until the reader is practically overcome by it at the conclusion. The novel progresses down a path which is, admittedly, predictable though Fosse鈥檚 goal is not to shock readers with a cheap trick dropping the floor from under them. The effect is there, however the novel does slog and feel flat from all the humdrum ideas and predictability. He shows his authorial hand throughout so readers may focus on the internal human tragedy rather than the plot, and the novel is all the better for it. Fosse鈥檚 prose lives up to his message and is imbued with a heavy weightlessness. Morning and Evening is a brief work in a minor key sung in hushed tones and is certainly one worth experiencing despite feeling like an overused chord progression. With the help of Dalkey Archive and Damion Searls鈥� crisp translation, Fosse鈥檚 voice will reverberate within a new audience.
3.5/5
May 2, 2024
TEATRO DELL鈥橢SISTENZA
(sulla copertina) Peder Balke: North Cape by Moonlight.
Il primo capitolo 鈥� molto pi霉 breve del secondo 鈥� racconta una nascita (il mattino): il pescatore Olai aspetta in cucina che sua moglie Marta, accudita dalla levatrice Anna, partorisca quello che lui sente e sa gi脿 sar脿 il maschio tanto atteso. Cos矛 猫. Il neonato viene chiamato Johannes, come il padre di Olai, e sar脿 un pescatore, proprio come Olai, e come viene da immaginare sia stato nonno Johannes, e prima di lui il bisnonno, e il nonno del nonno, una stirpe infinita di generazioni legate al mare, alla sua ricchezza, alle sue leggi, ai suoi pericoli, alla sua fatica, perch茅 il mare non regala nulla.
Ed 猫 forse proprio questo pensiero 鈥榤arittimo鈥� che porta Olai a pensare che appena il figlio verr脿 separato dal grembo della madre sar脿 un essere definitivamente solo. E quando arriver脿 al termine del suo percorso si trasformer脿 in nulla e ritorner脿 l脿 da dove viene, dal nulla al nulla.
Una trentina di pagine per una storia fuori dal tempo, ma nel tempo scolpita.
Peter Balke and貌 una sola volta a Capo Nord, ma rimase ossessionato da questo soggetto che dipinse pi霉 e pi霉 volte, in versioni diverse con piccole variazioni.
La 鈥榮era鈥� occupa molto pi霉 spazio (centoventi pagine). Perch茅 Johannes ce ne mette di tempo a capire che 猫 morto, che quella mattina non si 猫 svegliato sentendosi forte e in forma come da giovane. Per decine di queste paginette Johannes 鈥� il figlio di Olai del primo capitolo, non capisco bene l鈥檌ndecisione di certi nel riconoscere la parentela 鈥� 猫 convinto d鈥檈ssere vivo e vegeto, abbandonato dagli amici che sono morti prima di lui. E quando li vede intorno, ce ne mette di tempo per formularsi il pensiero che sta parlando con fantasmi:
Johannes lo vede con i propri occhi, Peter 猫 vivo, non c鈥櫭� nessun dubbio, ma allora come pu貌 pensare che Peter sia morto? Pensa Johannes scuotendo la testa e pensa che dovrebbe chiedere a Peter se 猫 vivo o morto, ma non lo pu貌 fare, non sono cose che si possono chiedere, c鈥櫭� un limite a tutto, pensa Johannes, figuriamoci fare una domanda simile a un uomo, 猫 indecente, pensa Johannes, non capisce come abbia potuto pensare che Peter fosse morto, non 猫 forse l矛 davanti a lui vivo e vegeto?
Solo che sono proprio i fantasmi 鈥� o meglio, il fantasma dell鈥檃mico prediletto Peter 鈥� a fargli capire che anche per lui 猫 arrivata la sera.
Fosse scrive la sua novella facendo a meno dei punti fermi, ma non di accapo e punti interrogativi, usa molte ripetizioni per creare una specie di flusso onirico. Che continua a restare fuori dal tempo, ma nel tempo perfettamente inserito.
Si percepisce la sua passione per il teatro, vedrei molto bene anche questo testo su un palcoscenico, un po鈥� Beckett e un po鈥� Bergman (Ingmar).
Questa 猫 鈥淟鈥檌sola dei morti鈥� di Arnold B枚cklin, la prima delle cinque versioni che l鈥檃rtista dipinse tra il 1880 e il 1886, un dipinto che amo molto, forse perch茅 猫 ispirato al Cimitero degli Inglesi di Firenze attorno al quale ho trascorso la parte migliore della mia infanzia. Un dipinto che la novella di Fosse mi ha ricordato.
(sulla copertina) Peder Balke: North Cape by Moonlight.
Il primo capitolo 鈥� molto pi霉 breve del secondo 鈥� racconta una nascita (il mattino): il pescatore Olai aspetta in cucina che sua moglie Marta, accudita dalla levatrice Anna, partorisca quello che lui sente e sa gi脿 sar脿 il maschio tanto atteso. Cos矛 猫. Il neonato viene chiamato Johannes, come il padre di Olai, e sar脿 un pescatore, proprio come Olai, e come viene da immaginare sia stato nonno Johannes, e prima di lui il bisnonno, e il nonno del nonno, una stirpe infinita di generazioni legate al mare, alla sua ricchezza, alle sue leggi, ai suoi pericoli, alla sua fatica, perch茅 il mare non regala nulla.
Ed 猫 forse proprio questo pensiero 鈥榤arittimo鈥� che porta Olai a pensare che appena il figlio verr脿 separato dal grembo della madre sar脿 un essere definitivamente solo. E quando arriver脿 al termine del suo percorso si trasformer脿 in nulla e ritorner脿 l脿 da dove viene, dal nulla al nulla.
Una trentina di pagine per una storia fuori dal tempo, ma nel tempo scolpita.
Peter Balke and貌 una sola volta a Capo Nord, ma rimase ossessionato da questo soggetto che dipinse pi霉 e pi霉 volte, in versioni diverse con piccole variazioni.
La 鈥榮era鈥� occupa molto pi霉 spazio (centoventi pagine). Perch茅 Johannes ce ne mette di tempo a capire che 猫 morto, che quella mattina non si 猫 svegliato sentendosi forte e in forma come da giovane. Per decine di queste paginette Johannes 鈥� il figlio di Olai del primo capitolo, non capisco bene l鈥檌ndecisione di certi nel riconoscere la parentela 鈥� 猫 convinto d鈥檈ssere vivo e vegeto, abbandonato dagli amici che sono morti prima di lui. E quando li vede intorno, ce ne mette di tempo per formularsi il pensiero che sta parlando con fantasmi:
Johannes lo vede con i propri occhi, Peter 猫 vivo, non c鈥櫭� nessun dubbio, ma allora come pu貌 pensare che Peter sia morto? Pensa Johannes scuotendo la testa e pensa che dovrebbe chiedere a Peter se 猫 vivo o morto, ma non lo pu貌 fare, non sono cose che si possono chiedere, c鈥櫭� un limite a tutto, pensa Johannes, figuriamoci fare una domanda simile a un uomo, 猫 indecente, pensa Johannes, non capisce come abbia potuto pensare che Peter fosse morto, non 猫 forse l矛 davanti a lui vivo e vegeto?
Solo che sono proprio i fantasmi 鈥� o meglio, il fantasma dell鈥檃mico prediletto Peter 鈥� a fargli capire che anche per lui 猫 arrivata la sera.
Fosse scrive la sua novella facendo a meno dei punti fermi, ma non di accapo e punti interrogativi, usa molte ripetizioni per creare una specie di flusso onirico. Che continua a restare fuori dal tempo, ma nel tempo perfettamente inserito.
Si percepisce la sua passione per il teatro, vedrei molto bene anche questo testo su un palcoscenico, un po鈥� Beckett e un po鈥� Bergman (Ingmar).
Questa 猫 鈥淟鈥檌sola dei morti鈥� di Arnold B枚cklin, la prima delle cinque versioni che l鈥檃rtista dipinse tra il 1880 e il 1886, un dipinto che amo molto, forse perch茅 猫 ispirato al Cimitero degli Inglesi di Firenze attorno al quale ho trascorso la parte migliore della mia infanzia. Un dipinto che la novella di Fosse mi ha ricordato.
April 11, 2024
Ustedes habr谩n o铆do infinidad de veces esa leyenda que cuenta que en el 煤ltimo instante de nuestra vida esta pasa por nuestra mente como si de una pel铆cula se tratase. Algo as铆 le ocurre a Johannes, el protagonista de esta historia, del que su autor nos narra en poco m谩s de diez p谩ginas el momento de su nacimiento 鈥攅l nerviosismo del padre, los dolores de la madre, las preocupaciones de ambos, la ilusi贸n por la nueva vida que comienza鈥� para pasar de inmediato a reproducir esa pel铆cula postrera que va a ocupar las setenta y cinco p谩ginas restantes y que solo el bello estilo del autor consigue mantener a flote: Johannes es un hombre con una vida tan libre de altibajos que solo unos pocos y corrientes sucesos parecen ser dignos de ser recordados.
芦Ma帽ana y tarde禄 termina siendo como uno de esos cuentos infantiles escritos con el fin de ayudar al ni帽o a superar un problema o afrontar un miedo. En este caso se trata del miedo a la muerte, a lo que pueda o no haber tras la muerte, y Fosse lo resuelve de una forma muy inocente... aunque quiz谩s no haya una forma mejor para muchos de afrontar ese miedo si nos atenemos al 茅xito que en este asunto han tenido siempre las religiones, cosa que el autor debe pensar tambi茅n pues su soluci贸n no es muy distinta de la que estas ofrecen.
La personalidad de Johannes tambi茅n era proclive a estas formas de escape, y quiz谩s por eso no se llevaba bien con su padre, que el d铆a de su nacimiento dec铆a:
鈥淓l ni帽o vendr谩 al fr铆o de este mundo y aqu铆 estar谩 solo, separado de Marta, separado de todos los dem谩s, estar谩 solo aqu铆, siempre solo, y luego, cuando todo haya acabado, cuando llegue su hora, se descompondr谩 y volver谩 a la nada de la que sali贸, de la nada a la nada, ese es el curso de la vida鈥�Yo, en cambio, creo que me hubiera llevado bien con 茅l, y solo habr铆a a帽adido a sus palabras aquello que dec铆a el 铆nclito y maravilloso, el de los dedos vertiginosos, el gran portento que era Javier Krahe: 鈥淭ranquilo puedo vivirme mi historia / sabiendo que a las puertas de la gloria / mi nariz no se asoma / la muerte no me llena de tristeza / las flores que saldr谩n por mi cabeza / algo dar谩n de aro-o-ma.
March 25, 2025
Nostalgic. Evocative.
鈥t鈥檚 terrible to have to always be alone, completely terrible鈥�
In Morning and Evening, Fosse, in his usual minimalistic, ruminative and lyrical style, explores themes of solitude, existence and old age.
Set in a remote Norwegian village the story is divided into two parts.
The first is about the birth of Johannes, son of Olai and Marta and the second about Johannes in his old age and beyond.
The book is one continuous introspection, first by Olai, contemplating his son鈥檚 future and then by Johannes remembering his past and dreading his bleak future.
鈥hat鈥檚 how it is, the people leave and the things stay鈥�
Thanks, Mr. Fosse for post-book depression!
鈥t鈥檚 terrible to have to always be alone, completely terrible鈥�
In Morning and Evening, Fosse, in his usual minimalistic, ruminative and lyrical style, explores themes of solitude, existence and old age.
Set in a remote Norwegian village the story is divided into two parts.
The first is about the birth of Johannes, son of Olai and Marta and the second about Johannes in his old age and beyond.
The book is one continuous introspection, first by Olai, contemplating his son鈥檚 future and then by Johannes remembering his past and dreading his bleak future.
鈥hat鈥檚 how it is, the people leave and the things stay鈥�
Thanks, Mr. Fosse for post-book depression!
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賮賷 胤乇賷賯 丕賱毓賵丿丞 廿賱賶 丕賱賲賳夭賱 鬲賲賳賶 賱賵 賷噩丿 夭賵噩鬲賴 丕賱丨亘賷亘丞 亘丕賳鬲馗丕乇賴 賮丕賱亘賷鬲 禺丕賵賷丕賸 賵賱賲 賷毓丿 賲亘賴噩丕賸 亘丿賵賳賴丕 賵賱賰賳賴丕 賲丕鬲鬲 賴賶 丕賱兀禺乇賶 賲賳匕 夭賲賳 亘毓賷丿 賵賱賰賳賴 賷賱賲丨賴丕 鬲賳鬲馗乇賴 賵賯丿 兀賳丕乇鬲 丕賱賲氐亘丕丨 賱賷囟賷亍 毓鬲賲丞 丕賱賱賷賱 賮賷鬲賲賰賳 賲賳 乇丐賷丞 賲賵胤賶亍 賯丿賲賷賴...!!!
丕亘賳鬲賴 丕賱氐睾乇賶 鬲亘丿賵 丕賳賴丕 賱賲 鬲毓丿 鬲乇丕賴貙 賱丕 鬲爻賲毓 氐賵鬲賴 貙 賱丕 鬲爻鬲噩賷亘 賱賳丿丕亍賴 ...毓賳丿卅匕賺 鬲爻丕亍賱鬲 賲賳 賲賳賴賲丕 賷丕 鬲乇賶 賯丿 乇丨賱 毓賳 丕賱丨賷丕丞 責
賮鬲亘賷賳 賱賷 廿賳賴 丕賱毓噩賵夭 胤賷亘 丕賱賯賱亘 " 賷賵賴丕賳爻" 賮賴賵 賱賷爻 賴賵 丕賱賷賵賲 賵賱賲 賷賰賳 賴賳丕賰 卮賷卅丕賸 賱賷爻 毓賱賶 賲丕 賴賵 毓賱賷賴 亘賱 毓賱賶 賲丕 賷賳亘睾賷 兀賳 賷賰賵賳 毓賱賷賴...
乇賵丕賷丞 丕賳爻丕賳賷丞 貙 賲乇賴賮丞貙 賲賮毓賲丞 亘丕賱丿賮亍 賵丕賱爻賰賵賳 貙 鬲賮丕氐賷賱賴丕 丌爻乇丞 賵賲賵噩毓丞....馃挃
賲丕 丕賱匕賷 賷亘丿賵 賲睾丕賷乇丕賸 責..廿賳 丕賱兀卮賷丕亍 鬲亘丿賵 孬賯賷賱丞 賮賷 噩賵賴乇賴丕 賵賲毓 匕賱賰 賴賶 禺賮賷賮丞 賮賷 丕賱賵賯鬲 賳賮爻賴 賰賲丕 賱賵 賰丕賳鬲 賵乇賯丞 卮噩乇 爻丕亘丨丞 賮賶 丕賱賮囟丕亍..賰賷賮 賷賲賰賳 兀賳 賷賰賵賳 丕賱氐亘丕丨 乇賲丕丿賷丕賸 亘丕乇丿丕賸 賵賲毓 匕賱賰 賲卮乇賯丕賸 丿丕賮卅丕賸 ...責!!!
亘賷賳賲丕 賰丕賳 賮賷 胤乇賷賯賴 廿賱賶 丕賱亘丨乇 丕賱鬲賯賶 亘氐丿賷賯賴 丕賱匕賷 賰丕賳 賯丿 乇丨賱 賲賳匕 夭賲賳 貙 賵賱賰賳賴 乇丌賴 亘賱 賵鬲丨丿孬 丕賱賷賴...!!
賮賷 胤乇賷賯 丕賱毓賵丿丞 廿賱賶 丕賱賲賳夭賱 鬲賲賳賶 賱賵 賷噩丿 夭賵噩鬲賴 丕賱丨亘賷亘丞 亘丕賳鬲馗丕乇賴 賮丕賱亘賷鬲 禺丕賵賷丕賸 賵賱賲 賷毓丿 賲亘賴噩丕賸 亘丿賵賳賴丕 賵賱賰賳賴丕 賲丕鬲鬲 賴賶 丕賱兀禺乇賶 賲賳匕 夭賲賳 亘毓賷丿 賵賱賰賳賴 賷賱賲丨賴丕 鬲賳鬲馗乇賴 賵賯丿 兀賳丕乇鬲 丕賱賲氐亘丕丨 賱賷囟賷亍 毓鬲賲丞 丕賱賱賷賱 賮賷鬲賲賰賳 賲賳 乇丐賷丞 賲賵胤賶亍 賯丿賲賷賴...!!!
丕亘賳鬲賴 丕賱氐睾乇賶 鬲亘丿賵 丕賳賴丕 賱賲 鬲毓丿 鬲乇丕賴貙 賱丕 鬲爻賲毓 氐賵鬲賴 貙 賱丕 鬲爻鬲噩賷亘 賱賳丿丕亍賴 ...毓賳丿卅匕賺 鬲爻丕亍賱鬲 賲賳 賲賳賴賲丕 賷丕 鬲乇賶 賯丿 乇丨賱 毓賳 丕賱丨賷丕丞 責
賮鬲亘賷賳 賱賷 廿賳賴 丕賱毓噩賵夭 胤賷亘 丕賱賯賱亘 " 賷賵賴丕賳爻" 賮賴賵 賱賷爻 賴賵 丕賱賷賵賲 賵賱賲 賷賰賳 賴賳丕賰 卮賷卅丕賸 賱賷爻 毓賱賶 賲丕 賴賵 毓賱賷賴 亘賱 毓賱賶 賲丕 賷賳亘睾賷 兀賳 賷賰賵賳 毓賱賷賴...
乇賵丕賷丞 丕賳爻丕賳賷丞 貙 賲乇賴賮丞貙 賲賮毓賲丞 亘丕賱丿賮亍 賵丕賱爻賰賵賳 貙 鬲賮丕氐賷賱賴丕 丌爻乇丞 賵賲賵噩毓丞....馃挃
August 30, 2024
氐亘丕丨 賵賲爻丕亍 乇賵丕賷丞 賱賱賰丕鬲亘 丕賱賳乇賵賷噩賷 賷賵賳 賮賵爻賴 丕賱匕賷 丨氐賱 毓賱賷 噩丕卅夭丞 賳賵亘賱 賱賱兀丿丕亘 賲賳匕 兀賷丕賲 賯賱賷賱丞..
賷賵賳 賮賵爻丞 賲賳 賲賵丕賱賷丿 毓丕賲 佟侃佶侃 賵 賷毓鬲亘乇 賲賳 兀賴賲 丕賱賰購鬲丕亘 丕賱賳乇賵賷噩賷賷賳 丕賱賲毓丕氐乇賷賳..氐丿乇 賱賴 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 30 賰鬲丕亘賸丕 賮賷 丕賱賲爻乇丨 賵丕賱卮毓乇 賵丕賱乇賵丕賷丞貙 鬲購乇噩賲鬲 兀毓賲丕賱賴 廿賱賶 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 40 賱睾丞 賵丨氐賱 毓賱賷 丕賱毓丿賷丿 賲賳 丕賱噩賵丕卅夭 丕丿亘賷丞 丕賱賲乇賲賵賯丞..
丕賱賳賵賮賷賱丕 毓亘丕乇丞 毓賳 賮氐賱賷賳 ..賮氐賱 亘賷鬲賰賱賲 賮賷賴 毓賳 賲賷賱丕丿 亘胤賱 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賵 丕賱賮氐賱 丕賱鬲丕賳賷 毓賳 賵賮丕鬲賴 賵丕賱氐乇丕丨丞 丕賱賮氐賱 丿丞 毓亘賯乇賷 賵 賲賰鬲賵亘 亘亘乇丕毓丞...
賳賵賮賷賱丕 賲禺鬲賱賮丞 ..賲賰鬲賵亘丞 丨賱賵丞 兀賵賷 毓賱賷 丕賱乇睾賲 廿賳 丕賱丕爻賱賵亘 睾乇賷亘 卮賵賷丞...
兀賵賱 賯乇丕亍丞 賱賱賰丕鬲亘 賵 兀鬲賲賳賷 兀賱丕賯賷 賰鬲亘 鬲丕賳賷丞 賲鬲乇噩賲丞 賱賴 賵 賷毓賳賷 賲賳 兀賵賱 賯乇丕亍丞 鬲丨爻 廿賳 賲賲賰賳 賷賰賵賳 丕賱賮賵夭 亘賳賵亘賱 賲爻鬲丨賯 賲卮 夭賷 丌賳賷 兀乇賳賵..丕賱賱賴 賷賲爻賷賴丕 亘丕賱禺賷乇 亘賯賷:)
丕賱鬲賯賷賷賲 伲.佶
賷賵賳 賮賵爻丞 賲賳 賲賵丕賱賷丿 毓丕賲 佟侃佶侃 賵 賷毓鬲亘乇 賲賳 兀賴賲 丕賱賰購鬲丕亘 丕賱賳乇賵賷噩賷賷賳 丕賱賲毓丕氐乇賷賳..氐丿乇 賱賴 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 30 賰鬲丕亘賸丕 賮賷 丕賱賲爻乇丨 賵丕賱卮毓乇 賵丕賱乇賵丕賷丞貙 鬲購乇噩賲鬲 兀毓賲丕賱賴 廿賱賶 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 40 賱睾丞 賵丨氐賱 毓賱賷 丕賱毓丿賷丿 賲賳 丕賱噩賵丕卅夭 丕丿亘賷丞 丕賱賲乇賲賵賯丞..
丕賱賳賵賮賷賱丕 毓亘丕乇丞 毓賳 賮氐賱賷賳 ..賮氐賱 亘賷鬲賰賱賲 賮賷賴 毓賳 賲賷賱丕丿 亘胤賱 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賵 丕賱賮氐賱 丕賱鬲丕賳賷 毓賳 賵賮丕鬲賴 賵丕賱氐乇丕丨丞 丕賱賮氐賱 丿丞 毓亘賯乇賷 賵 賲賰鬲賵亘 亘亘乇丕毓丞...
賳賵賮賷賱丕 賲禺鬲賱賮丞 ..賲賰鬲賵亘丞 丨賱賵丞 兀賵賷 毓賱賷 丕賱乇睾賲 廿賳 丕賱丕爻賱賵亘 睾乇賷亘 卮賵賷丞...
兀賵賱 賯乇丕亍丞 賱賱賰丕鬲亘 賵 兀鬲賲賳賷 兀賱丕賯賷 賰鬲亘 鬲丕賳賷丞 賲鬲乇噩賲丞 賱賴 賵 賷毓賳賷 賲賳 兀賵賱 賯乇丕亍丞 鬲丨爻 廿賳 賲賲賰賳 賷賰賵賳 丕賱賮賵夭 亘賳賵亘賱 賲爻鬲丨賯 賲卮 夭賷 丌賳賷 兀乇賳賵..丕賱賱賴 賷賲爻賷賴丕 亘丕賱禺賷乇 亘賯賷:)
丕賱鬲賯賷賷賲 伲.佶
December 3, 2024
This is so funny, me and my friend who I borrowed this novel from are fighting over it, she can't believe I liked it, the novel is fucking great, a memorable journey through life and death.
We start the novel with Johannes's birth, this part takes only one chapter, and literally ends after the little boy is born to the world.
But the second chapter is what's new for me, I thought maybe Alzheimer's? Or maybe he is already dead!
And it was the second!
One of the best magical realism novels I read in a while, we don't even see a death scene, he wakes up and he feels light and not in pain (That's the only indication that something might be off at the beginning)
But then he goes about his day, and he keeps running into people he knows for sure are dead, but he is treating them like nothing is wrong at all.
They sent his best friend to take him to the other world, at that point I teared up honestly, because I don't have friends that close, I thought maybe they would send my mother for me, she is my favorite person in this world.
There was a glimpse there at the end that maybe indicates he is describing the other world of Judaism, because there is a big place where there are no words and no bodies, where everything you love resides, and he said something about a dark place way down, that was "horrible" but he didn't say exactly why, which reminds me of the vague memory of the description of Judaism's afterlife.
We start the novel with Johannes's birth, this part takes only one chapter, and literally ends after the little boy is born to the world.
But the second chapter is what's new for me, I thought maybe Alzheimer's? Or maybe he is already dead!
And it was the second!
One of the best magical realism novels I read in a while, we don't even see a death scene, he wakes up and he feels light and not in pain (That's the only indication that something might be off at the beginning)
But then he goes about his day, and he keeps running into people he knows for sure are dead, but he is treating them like nothing is wrong at all.
Everything you love is there, and everything you don't love is not there.
They sent his best friend to take him to the other world, at that point I teared up honestly, because I don't have friends that close, I thought maybe they would send my mother for me, she is my favorite person in this world.
There was a glimpse there at the end that maybe indicates he is describing the other world of Judaism, because there is a big place where there are no words and no bodies, where everything you love resides, and he said something about a dark place way down, that was "horrible" but he didn't say exactly why, which reminds me of the vague memory of the description of Judaism's afterlife.
November 22, 2024
Ma帽ana y Tarde es una breve obra existencialista y po茅tica sobre el nacimiento y la muerte. Con lenguaje sencillo se narra la historia de Johannes, un pescador que vive en un ambiente rural y costero.
Fosse refleja el pensamiento directo del hablante con frases intencionalmente repetitivas. La prosa avanza con calma, como largas olas mientras el protagonista ignora la tragedia y desconoce su situaci贸n.
El estilo de la novela incluye el no uso de guiones en los di谩logos y el no se帽alar el final de los p谩rrafos evitando el punto final. Nos encontramos entonces con largos pasajes que nos permiten navegar de continuo, como si estuvi茅ramos en un barco. As铆 la lectura y la narraci贸n fluyen con la musicalidad de las repeticiones constantes, como si murmur谩ramos un mantra.
Los di谩logos entre Johannes y Peter son bellos, y donde se constata que la vida es as铆, como es; y nada podemos hacer, esto nos pasa a todos. Hay que aceptar la realidad con pena, con un hondo sentir. El lector casi pierde una l谩grima.
Fosse refleja el pensamiento directo del hablante con frases intencionalmente repetitivas. La prosa avanza con calma, como largas olas mientras el protagonista ignora la tragedia y desconoce su situaci贸n.
El estilo de la novela incluye el no uso de guiones en los di谩logos y el no se帽alar el final de los p谩rrafos evitando el punto final. Nos encontramos entonces con largos pasajes que nos permiten navegar de continuo, como si estuvi茅ramos en un barco. As铆 la lectura y la narraci贸n fluyen con la musicalidad de las repeticiones constantes, como si murmur谩ramos un mantra.
Los di谩logos entre Johannes y Peter son bellos, y donde se constata que la vida es as铆, como es; y nada podemos hacer, esto nos pasa a todos. Hay que aceptar la realidad con pena, con un hondo sentir. El lector casi pierde una l谩grima.
October 17, 2023
Penso que este ser谩 um livro do qual dificilmente me vou esquecer, em especial das 煤ltimas p谩ginas.
Aviso importante: N脙O LEIAM A SINOPSE!.
Arruina por completo a experi锚ncia de leitura, ao revelar um dado important铆ssimo para a nossa rela莽茫o com a hist贸ria. (felizmente n茫o tinha lido!)
Aviso importante: N脙O LEIAM A SINOPSE!.
Arruina por completo a experi锚ncia de leitura, ao revelar um dado important铆ssimo para a nossa rela莽茫o com a hist贸ria. (felizmente n茫o tinha lido!)
January 30, 2024
Tienes que leer a Jon Fosse, piensa Johannes. Tienes que leer al Premio Nobel de Literatura 2023, piensa Johannes. Hay gente que ama mi escritura y gente que la odia, dice Jon Fosse. Yo la he amado, dice Aitor Castrillo. Ha sido una novela muy original que me ha sorprendido, dice Aitor Castrillo. Las frases cortas y la musicalidad de las repeticiones me han trasladado a otra dimensi贸n, dice Aitor Castrillo.
鈥溌縔 ad贸nde vamos? dice Johannes. Ay, ya est谩s preguntando como si a煤n vivieras, dice Peter. 驴A ninguna parte? dice Johannes. All铆 adonde vamos no es ning煤n lugar, y por eso tampoco tiene nombre, dice Peter 驴Es peligroso? dice Johannes. No, peligroso no, dice Peter. Peligroso es una palabra, no hay palabras all铆 adonde vamos, dice Peter鈥�.
Me ha gustado conocer a Johannes, dice Aitor Castrillo. Me ha gustado leer a Jon Fosse, dice Aitor Castrillo.
鈥溌縔 ad贸nde vamos? dice Johannes. Ay, ya est谩s preguntando como si a煤n vivieras, dice Peter. 驴A ninguna parte? dice Johannes. All铆 adonde vamos no es ning煤n lugar, y por eso tampoco tiene nombre, dice Peter 驴Es peligroso? dice Johannes. No, peligroso no, dice Peter. Peligroso es una palabra, no hay palabras all铆 adonde vamos, dice Peter鈥�.
Me ha gustado conocer a Johannes, dice Aitor Castrillo. Me ha gustado leer a Jon Fosse, dice Aitor Castrillo.
June 24, 2021
As coisas s茫o mesmo assim, diz Johannes.
N茫o, n茫o te ponhas outra vez para a铆 a falar sozinho, diz Peter
e Johannes v锚 Peter ali sentado com a m茫o na cana do leme, de olhos fixados nele
脡 isso que eu estou a fazer, sim, diz Johannes
Sim, envelheceste, Johannes, tamb茅m tu, diz Peter
e dirige-lhe um sorriso terno
Envelheci, sim, diz Johannes
Sim, eu tamb茅m, n茫o posso negar, diz Peter
J谩 n茫o somos novos, n茫o, diz Johannes
N茫o, longe disso, diz Peter
Jon Fosse conta-nos a manh茫 e a noite do pescador Johannes, naquilo que elas t锚m de literal e simb贸lico. A narrativa 茅 minimalista, em longas frases sem pontos finais, e os di谩logos n茫o permitem esquecer que este autor noruegu锚s tem uma longa carreira de dramaturgo. Dizer mais do que isto seria estragar o significado da viagem e dos encontros de Johannes num livro t茫o curto.
(...) provavelmente, o melhor ser谩 descer as escadas do barrac茫o, ainda que, em princ铆pio, possa parecer apelativa a ideia de ficar aqui a olhar para as coisas que parecem mais pesadas e mais leves do que s茫o, para as coisas que de certo modo guardam o peso de tudo quanto ele fez com elas, de todo o trabalho a que se prestaram, e que ao mesmo tempo parecem nada pesar, como se ali repousassem perfeitamente calmas e silenciosas e ao mesmo tempo flutuassem ou pairassem, n茫o, ele tem de descer do s贸t茫o agora (...)
N茫o, n茫o te ponhas outra vez para a铆 a falar sozinho, diz Peter
e Johannes v锚 Peter ali sentado com a m茫o na cana do leme, de olhos fixados nele
脡 isso que eu estou a fazer, sim, diz Johannes
Sim, envelheceste, Johannes, tamb茅m tu, diz Peter
e dirige-lhe um sorriso terno
Envelheci, sim, diz Johannes
Sim, eu tamb茅m, n茫o posso negar, diz Peter
J谩 n茫o somos novos, n茫o, diz Johannes
N茫o, longe disso, diz Peter
Jon Fosse conta-nos a manh茫 e a noite do pescador Johannes, naquilo que elas t锚m de literal e simb贸lico. A narrativa 茅 minimalista, em longas frases sem pontos finais, e os di谩logos n茫o permitem esquecer que este autor noruegu锚s tem uma longa carreira de dramaturgo. Dizer mais do que isto seria estragar o significado da viagem e dos encontros de Johannes num livro t茫o curto.
(...) provavelmente, o melhor ser谩 descer as escadas do barrac茫o, ainda que, em princ铆pio, possa parecer apelativa a ideia de ficar aqui a olhar para as coisas que parecem mais pesadas e mais leves do que s茫o, para as coisas que de certo modo guardam o peso de tudo quanto ele fez com elas, de todo o trabalho a que se prestaram, e que ao mesmo tempo parecem nada pesar, como se ali repousassem perfeitamente calmas e silenciosas e ao mesmo tempo flutuassem ou pairassem, n茫o, ele tem de descer do s贸t茫o agora (...)
October 24, 2023
Wie sch枚n, dass der Autor dieses gro脽en kurzen Romans den Nobelpreis f眉r Literatur erhalten hat. "Morgen und Abend" von Jon Fosse ist ein poetischer Roman 眉ber den Tod.
Johannes ist Fischer im Ruhestand. "Das Meer will dich nicht mehr". Seine Frau Erna und sein bester Freund Peter sind verstorben. Die Tochter Signe sieht regelm盲脽ig nach ihm. Johannes ist "eigen", aber auch "lieb und gut". Der Roman ist zwar nicht in der Ich-Perspektive geschrieben, aber er ist ganz nah bei Johannes.
Formal werden die S盲tze fast nie mit einem Punkt abgeschlossen. Stattdessen gibt es einen Zeilenumbruch und es geht nahtlos weiter. Eigentlich mag ich solche "Gimmicks" nicht, da sie oft von fehlender Substanz ablenken sollen. Hier ist es anders. Es entsteht dadurch ein besonderer Fluss der Gedanken. Oft sind es banale Dinge, die aber im Kontext des Romans eigenartig besonders wirken.
"Ja, traurig ist es
Aber es ist, wie es ist"
Es gab auch kurze Phasen, in denen mich der Text fast verloren h盲tte. Dann aber kam verl盲sslich ein Abschnitt, bei dem mir der Atem stockte, und jede gedachte Schw盲che verziehen war, denn ohne das Vorangegangene w盲re diese Wirkung nicht m枚glich gewesen.
Der Roman erinnert mich teils an Erz盲hlungen aus dem Band "Die Insel" von Alistair MacLeod. Auch bei MacLeod geht es oft um Fischer, die in einfachen und kargen Umst盲nden leben. Es ist 眉beraus spannend zu sehen, wie zwei Autoren der Weltliteratur 盲hnliche Stimmungen mit ganz unterschiedlichen Mitteln erzeugen. Beide sind ein gro脽es Gl眉ck f眉r den Leser oder die Leserin.
Johannes ist Fischer im Ruhestand. "Das Meer will dich nicht mehr". Seine Frau Erna und sein bester Freund Peter sind verstorben. Die Tochter Signe sieht regelm盲脽ig nach ihm. Johannes ist "eigen", aber auch "lieb und gut". Der Roman ist zwar nicht in der Ich-Perspektive geschrieben, aber er ist ganz nah bei Johannes.
Formal werden die S盲tze fast nie mit einem Punkt abgeschlossen. Stattdessen gibt es einen Zeilenumbruch und es geht nahtlos weiter. Eigentlich mag ich solche "Gimmicks" nicht, da sie oft von fehlender Substanz ablenken sollen. Hier ist es anders. Es entsteht dadurch ein besonderer Fluss der Gedanken. Oft sind es banale Dinge, die aber im Kontext des Romans eigenartig besonders wirken.
"Ja, traurig ist es
Aber es ist, wie es ist"
Es gab auch kurze Phasen, in denen mich der Text fast verloren h盲tte. Dann aber kam verl盲sslich ein Abschnitt, bei dem mir der Atem stockte, und jede gedachte Schw盲che verziehen war, denn ohne das Vorangegangene w盲re diese Wirkung nicht m枚glich gewesen.
Der Roman erinnert mich teils an Erz盲hlungen aus dem Band "Die Insel" von Alistair MacLeod. Auch bei MacLeod geht es oft um Fischer, die in einfachen und kargen Umst盲nden leben. Es ist 眉beraus spannend zu sehen, wie zwei Autoren der Weltliteratur 盲hnliche Stimmungen mit ganz unterschiedlichen Mitteln erzeugen. Beide sind ein gro脽es Gl眉ck f眉r den Leser oder die Leserin.
April 19, 2025
Un 3,5*
Estilo Fosse 100%, ritmo envolvente y buen juego del espacio temporal como siempre. Apenas lo empiezas ya lo est谩s terminando.
Parece adivinarse a mitad del libro la intenci贸n del autor y no hace giros imprevistos en la trama ni en el final.
No s茅 qu茅 me falt贸 en la historia, tal vez un poco mas de desarrollo, o que lo comparaba con esa obra monumental que es la Septolog铆a, y esta me supo a poco, seguir茅 d谩ndole vueltas a ver si descubro el misterio. En cualquier caso buen trabajo.
Estilo Fosse 100%, ritmo envolvente y buen juego del espacio temporal como siempre. Apenas lo empiezas ya lo est谩s terminando.
Parece adivinarse a mitad del libro la intenci贸n del autor y no hace giros imprevistos en la trama ni en el final.
No s茅 qu茅 me falt贸 en la historia, tal vez un poco mas de desarrollo, o que lo comparaba con esa obra monumental que es la Septolog铆a, y esta me supo a poco, seguir茅 d谩ndole vueltas a ver si descubro el misterio. En cualquier caso buen trabajo.
November 10, 2023
滨苍别蝉辩耻别肠铆惫别濒!
October 5, 2023
E chi si sarebbe mai immaginato che dopo quattro anni quasi esatti (lo leggevo l'8 ottobre 2019), gli avrebbero conferito il Premio Nobel per la letteratura 2023, con la seguente motivazione:
"La sua immensa opera scritta in norvegese Nynorsk e che abbraccia una variet脿 di generi 猫 costituita da una vasta gamma di opere teatrali, romanzi, raccolte di poesie, saggi, libri per bambini e traduzioni. Sebbene oggi sia uno dei drammaturghi pi霉 rappresentati al mondo, 猫 diventato sempre pi霉 riconosciuto anche per la sua prosa."
Indubbiamente mi aveva colpita allora per la scrittura non facile e al tempo stesso molto bella: storie ordinarie raccontate in modo straordinario. Mattino e sera, metafore della nascita e della morte: nel mezzo la vita
鈥淎desso non devi guardare indietro, Johannes, dice Peter
Adesso devi guardare soltanto verso il cielo e ascoltare le onde, dice
Non senti pi霉 il ronzio del motore, vero? dice
No, dice Johannes
E non hai pi霉 freddo, dice
No, dice Johannes
E non hai neanche pi霉 paura, dice Peter
No, dice Johannes
Ma Erna 猫 l矛? dice Johannes
Tutto quello a cui vuoi bene 猫 l矛, tutto quello che non ti piace non c鈥櫭�, dice Peter鈥�
La copertina del libro 猫 molto evocativa dello stesso romanzo breve: il dipinto di Peder Balke (pittore romantico norvegese) rappresenta un paesaggio di mare, una barca di pescatori. L'atmosfera del libro 猫 analoga a quella che si coglie nel dipinto: sfumata, onirica, sospesa.
Come si pu貌 notare dalla citazione che ho riportato poco sopra, non ci sono punti e i dialoghi sono incolonnati.
鈥淧ossiamo dirigerci direttamente al largo, anche se c鈥櫭� vento e bufera? dice Johannes
Possiamo, dice Peter
e Johannes vede che si stanno avvicinando ai due scogli, quello grande e quello piccolo, e mai prima d鈥檕ra Johannes ha avuto il coraggio di spingersi in mare aperto con un tempo cos矛, perch茅 il vento 猫 forte e le onde sono grandi e la barca di Peter viene sbattuta in su e in gi霉 tra le onde e poi non sono pi霉 nella barca da pesca di Peter, ma in una barca strana, e sono sul mare, e il cielo e l鈥檕ceano sono tutt鈥檜no e il mare e le nuvole e il vento sono tutt鈥檜no e poi tutto ci貌 che 猫 acqua e luce sono tutt鈥檜no, ed ecco l矛 Erna e i suoi occhi splendono e anche la luce dei suoi occhi 猫 come tutto il resto, e adesso non pu貌 pi霉 vedere Peter
S矛, adesso siamo in cammino, dice Peter鈥�
Siamo in cammino, s矛, e mattino e sera, nascita e morte, sono due facce della stessa medaglia, esistono solo se coesistono.
Noi stiamo tutti l矛, puntini sospesi tra queste due parentesi tonde.
"La sua immensa opera scritta in norvegese Nynorsk e che abbraccia una variet脿 di generi 猫 costituita da una vasta gamma di opere teatrali, romanzi, raccolte di poesie, saggi, libri per bambini e traduzioni. Sebbene oggi sia uno dei drammaturghi pi霉 rappresentati al mondo, 猫 diventato sempre pi霉 riconosciuto anche per la sua prosa."
Indubbiamente mi aveva colpita allora per la scrittura non facile e al tempo stesso molto bella: storie ordinarie raccontate in modo straordinario. Mattino e sera, metafore della nascita e della morte: nel mezzo la vita
鈥淎desso non devi guardare indietro, Johannes, dice Peter
Adesso devi guardare soltanto verso il cielo e ascoltare le onde, dice
Non senti pi霉 il ronzio del motore, vero? dice
No, dice Johannes
E non hai pi霉 freddo, dice
No, dice Johannes
E non hai neanche pi霉 paura, dice Peter
No, dice Johannes
Ma Erna 猫 l矛? dice Johannes
Tutto quello a cui vuoi bene 猫 l矛, tutto quello che non ti piace non c鈥櫭�, dice Peter鈥�
La copertina del libro 猫 molto evocativa dello stesso romanzo breve: il dipinto di Peder Balke (pittore romantico norvegese) rappresenta un paesaggio di mare, una barca di pescatori. L'atmosfera del libro 猫 analoga a quella che si coglie nel dipinto: sfumata, onirica, sospesa.
Come si pu貌 notare dalla citazione che ho riportato poco sopra, non ci sono punti e i dialoghi sono incolonnati.
鈥淧ossiamo dirigerci direttamente al largo, anche se c鈥櫭� vento e bufera? dice Johannes
Possiamo, dice Peter
e Johannes vede che si stanno avvicinando ai due scogli, quello grande e quello piccolo, e mai prima d鈥檕ra Johannes ha avuto il coraggio di spingersi in mare aperto con un tempo cos矛, perch茅 il vento 猫 forte e le onde sono grandi e la barca di Peter viene sbattuta in su e in gi霉 tra le onde e poi non sono pi霉 nella barca da pesca di Peter, ma in una barca strana, e sono sul mare, e il cielo e l鈥檕ceano sono tutt鈥檜no e il mare e le nuvole e il vento sono tutt鈥檜no e poi tutto ci貌 che 猫 acqua e luce sono tutt鈥檜no, ed ecco l矛 Erna e i suoi occhi splendono e anche la luce dei suoi occhi 猫 come tutto il resto, e adesso non pu貌 pi霉 vedere Peter
S矛, adesso siamo in cammino, dice Peter鈥�
Siamo in cammino, s矛, e mattino e sera, nascita e morte, sono due facce della stessa medaglia, esistono solo se coesistono.
Noi stiamo tutti l矛, puntini sospesi tra queste due parentesi tonde.
April 28, 2024
Traurig-sch枚n, sch枚n traurig. Ein Meisterwerk, dass auf gut 120 Seiten alles erz盲hlt, was es zu Geburt und Tod zu sagen gibt. Sagte ich schon, dass es ein Meisterwerk ist? Ein Meisterwerk! 馃槏
April 8, 2024
Die Erz盲hlung erz盲hlt die Geburt von Johannes und seinen "letzten" Lebenstag. Diese Geschichte ist einfach ber眉hrend, sehr lesenswert.
October 9, 2023
4,5鉁�
Atrav茅s desta bel铆ssima prosa po茅tica senti a vida a escorrer pelas m茫os, o ritmo dos dias e das noites, o qu茫o ef茅mero pode ser cada momento.
Manh茫 e Noite, t铆tulo aleg贸rico, que lhe assenta na perfei莽茫o, 茅 uma reflex茫o sobre a vida e sobre a morte, com uma simplicidade tocante. Fosse mostra-nos o in铆cio e a finitude da vida de Johannes, de forma espantosa. Eu diria que esta obra 茅 uma esp茅cie de ciclo circadiano narrativo, onde os processos biol贸gicos se cumprem. Tudo tem o seu tempo, um in铆cio e um fim, "As coisas s茫o mesmo assim, diz Johannes.", frase repetida in煤meras vezes na narrativa.
A quase aus锚ncia de pontua莽茫o d谩 fluidez, faz a narrativa respirar liberdade. As repeti莽玫es constantes, os di谩logos simples e a sequ锚ncia detalhada dos movimentos, tamb茅m acabam por lhe conferir ritmo, salpicadas de interjei莽玫es, que d茫o voz a este concerto.
Foram v谩rios os momentos que vi nuances do nosso 础苍迟贸苍颈辞 Lobo Antunes.
Em Fosse, 脿 semelhan莽a de outros escritores n贸rdicos, a narrativa 茅 pautada pela natureza, talvez porque grande parte do tempo esta se revele austera, condicionando o quotidiano de quem vive naquelas latitudes. A men莽茫o a Deus 茅 outra situa莽茫o recorrente, que neste contexto de vida e de morte, ganha alguma for莽a.
Mais um escritor n贸rdico que me conquistou, de forma muito singular e bela. Manh茫 e Noite 茅 um exemplo perfeito que a beleza est谩 nas coisas mais simples.
Atrav茅s desta bel铆ssima prosa po茅tica senti a vida a escorrer pelas m茫os, o ritmo dos dias e das noites, o qu茫o ef茅mero pode ser cada momento.
Manh茫 e Noite, t铆tulo aleg贸rico, que lhe assenta na perfei莽茫o, 茅 uma reflex茫o sobre a vida e sobre a morte, com uma simplicidade tocante. Fosse mostra-nos o in铆cio e a finitude da vida de Johannes, de forma espantosa. Eu diria que esta obra 茅 uma esp茅cie de ciclo circadiano narrativo, onde os processos biol贸gicos se cumprem. Tudo tem o seu tempo, um in铆cio e um fim, "As coisas s茫o mesmo assim, diz Johannes.", frase repetida in煤meras vezes na narrativa.
A quase aus锚ncia de pontua莽茫o d谩 fluidez, faz a narrativa respirar liberdade. As repeti莽玫es constantes, os di谩logos simples e a sequ锚ncia detalhada dos movimentos, tamb茅m acabam por lhe conferir ritmo, salpicadas de interjei莽玫es, que d茫o voz a este concerto.
Foram v谩rios os momentos que vi nuances do nosso 础苍迟贸苍颈辞 Lobo Antunes.
Em Fosse, 脿 semelhan莽a de outros escritores n贸rdicos, a narrativa 茅 pautada pela natureza, talvez porque grande parte do tempo esta se revele austera, condicionando o quotidiano de quem vive naquelas latitudes. A men莽茫o a Deus 茅 outra situa莽茫o recorrente, que neste contexto de vida e de morte, ganha alguma for莽a.
Mais um escritor n贸rdico que me conquistou, de forma muito singular e bela. Manh茫 e Noite 茅 um exemplo perfeito que a beleza est谩 nas coisas mais simples.
May 25, 2024
Deze stream of consiousness roman laat mij ontheemd achter. Emotioneel ook. Waar het aanvankelijk wennen is, vermoeiend bijna, het continue aaneensluiten van woorden zonder begin of einde aan een zin. Dit thema leent zich echter uitstekend voor deze schrijfstijl: op de grens tussen leven en dood. Je hoort als het ware de gedachten van de hoofdpersoon. Deze cirkelen steeds terug, vele herhalingen. Deels eenvoud, deels ongeloof, deels uit verbazing. Een 鈥渘ormale鈥� leeswijze gaat niet werken, ik moest me echt overgeven aan het ritme van het boek. Zoals we, zo stel ik me voor, ons een keer moeten overgeven aan het ritme van het leven. En dat leverde me uiteindelijk een onvergetelijke leeservaring op.
February 23, 2024
Als je, zoals ik, aan Jon Fosse begonnen bent met , dan zal je wellicht bij kortere werkjes als dit een beetje op je honger blijven zitten. Want het gevoel ingesponnen of ingesneeuwd te worden door Fosse's bezwerende zinnen kan dan niet lang genoeg voortduren.
Toch heb ik heel erg genoten van dit kleine pareltje dat hij in 2000 aan zijn oeuvre toevoegde. Het deed me aanvankelijk een beetje denken aan , maar al gauw volgde ik het spoor van Johannes door die voor hem bevreemdende dag waarop heden en verleden door elkaar vloeien.
'Ochtend en avond' las lichtvoetiger en minder donker dan de andere boeken die ik van de Nobelprijswinnaar las. De schoonheid van de taal weerspiegelde zich hier misschien zelfs nog meer in de schoonheid van het verhaal en de hartverwarmende menselijkheid die de auteur weet op te wekken.
Dat betekent dat ik qua Nederlandse vertaling van zijn proza voorlopig enkel nog kan lezen. Een mooi vooruitzicht dat ik nog een tijdje ga uitstellen. Misschien eerst eens wat van zijn toneelwerk lezen.
Toch heb ik heel erg genoten van dit kleine pareltje dat hij in 2000 aan zijn oeuvre toevoegde. Het deed me aanvankelijk een beetje denken aan , maar al gauw volgde ik het spoor van Johannes door die voor hem bevreemdende dag waarop heden en verleden door elkaar vloeien.
'Ochtend en avond' las lichtvoetiger en minder donker dan de andere boeken die ik van de Nobelprijswinnaar las. De schoonheid van de taal weerspiegelde zich hier misschien zelfs nog meer in de schoonheid van het verhaal en de hartverwarmende menselijkheid die de auteur weet op te wekken.
Dat betekent dat ik qua Nederlandse vertaling van zijn proza voorlopig enkel nog kan lezen. Een mooi vooruitzicht dat ik nog een tijdje ga uitstellen. Misschien eerst eens wat van zijn toneelwerk lezen.
July 7, 2024
Manh茫 e noite, o nascimento e a morte. Um pequeno livro simultaneamente simples e desafiante. Como a pr贸pria vida. Uma pequena obra de arte.
March 25, 2025
'Jutro i ve膷e' zateklo me je usred no膰i. Bio je mrkli mrak, pola 膷etiri. Retko kad se tako budim. Ali slu膷aj je hteo da sad ovako bude. Pored kreveta mi se na拧la knjiga koja je imala snagu hipnoti膷ke jednostavnosti, knjiga oskudne, neobi膷ne interpunkcije, gde je ritam govorljiv koliko i pojmovi. Ipak, kako to sa Foseom ina膷e biva, iza leda svedenosti krije se meditativno bogatstvo. I 膷itav jedan 啪ivot: ro膽enje i smrt ribara Johanesa, u nizovima re膷enica 拧to dodiruju tok svesti a nisu sasvim to. Verbalna muzika donosi i religijsko nadahnu膰e i teskobu svakodnevnog, ali i pitanje svih pitanja: za拧to sve ovo uop拧te jeste? I kad ga nema, gde je?听
(U sedoj kosi koja treba da bude o拧i拧ana, ali ruka prolazi kroz nju, kao kroz vazduh? Vaz-duh.)
(U sedoj kosi koja treba da bude o拧i拧ana, ali ruka prolazi kroz nju, kao kroz vazduh? Vaz-duh.)
December 25, 2023
Emotivno me raznela. Veliki, Veliki Fose.
鈥� 鈥淪trasno je dole, kaze Johanes
Sada ce reci nestati, kaze Peter
i Peterov glas je tako siguran鈥︹€�
鈥� 鈥淎li sad cemo u camac, pa idemo, kaze
Kuda cemo? kaze Johanes
Pitas kao da si ziv, kaze Peter
Ne idemo nikud? kaze Johanes
Idemo, ali to nije mesto, pa nema ni ime, kaze Peter
Da li je opasno? kaze Johanes
Opasno nije, kaze Peter
Opasno je rec, a reci nema tamo gde idemo, pa nema ni bola, kaze Peter
A dusa, boli li dusa tamo? kaze Johanes
Nema tebe i mene tamo gde idemo, kaze Peter
Da li je dobro tamo? kaze Johanes
Nije ni dobro ni lose, ali je veliko i mirno i pomalo treperavo, i svetlo je, no to su reci koje ne govore mnogo, kaze Peter鈥︹€�
鈥� 鈥淪trasno je dole, kaze Johanes
Sada ce reci nestati, kaze Peter
i Peterov glas je tako siguran鈥︹€�
鈥� 鈥淎li sad cemo u camac, pa idemo, kaze
Kuda cemo? kaze Johanes
Pitas kao da si ziv, kaze Peter
Ne idemo nikud? kaze Johanes
Idemo, ali to nije mesto, pa nema ni ime, kaze Peter
Da li je opasno? kaze Johanes
Opasno nije, kaze Peter
Opasno je rec, a reci nema tamo gde idemo, pa nema ni bola, kaze Peter
A dusa, boli li dusa tamo? kaze Johanes
Nema tebe i mene tamo gde idemo, kaze Peter
Da li je dobro tamo? kaze Johanes
Nije ni dobro ni lose, ali je veliko i mirno i pomalo treperavo, i svetlo je, no to su reci koje ne govore mnogo, kaze Peter鈥︹€�
October 7, 2023
Terminado! Um escrita despojada que nos embala num ritmo calmo, mas ao mesmo tempo viciante, t茫o viciante que n茫o damos conta pelo passar das p谩ginas. Gostei imenso, especialmente do final do livro. O pr贸ximo do autor ser谩 Trilogia!
December 3, 2023
Uni拧ti膰e me ove kratke, a ubita膷ne knjige 馃挃
October 25, 2023
A reflex茫o sobre o significado da vida, Deus e a morte 茅 uma parte central da obra de Jon Fosse, e "Manh茫 e Noite" n茫o 茅 exce莽茫o. Aquilo que mais me toca neste livro 茅 a rela莽茫o profunda entre a espiritualidade e a mortalidade. Para quem acredita, 茅 extremamente consolador saber que n茫o morremos, que a vida continua noutras dimens玫es, ou seja, 鈥渘as muitas moradas da casa do Pai鈥�, como afirmou o Mestre.
April 28, 2024
Lo splendore dell鈥檃ddio
Nasce un bambino che si chiamer脿 Johannes, mentre un vecchio di nome Johannes muore.
Uno sar脿 un pescatore, l鈥檃ltro lo 猫 stato.
Tra questi due momenti , Jon Fosse regala i dettagli di un'intera, iniziando con i pensieri del padre di Johannes mentre sua moglie entra in travaglio, e finendo con i pensieri di Johannes mentre inizia una giornata della sua vita in cui tutto 猫 esattamente uguale, ma totalmente diverso.
鈥渢utte le mattine pensa esattamente la stessa cosa, pensa Johannes, che cos鈥檃ltro dovrebbe pensare? che cos鈥檃ltro dovrebbe fare se non andare a fare un giro a ovest di V氓gen?鈥�
脠 il racconto di un viaggio, che 猫 la vita, nei suoi due momenti pi霉 importanti, la partenza e l'arrivo, l'inizio e la fine.
Un viaggio popolato di fantasmi reali ma pieno di pace ,di spiritualit脿, intenso, simbolico, presentato in un'azione continua, fluida, dove i silenzi racchiudono la bellezza, la malinconia, l'orrore della vita.
Mattino e Sera riflette l'immediatezza del momento, il qui e ora, e come ci si muove quando n茅 qui n茅 ora esistono.
Nel breve romanzo la grammatica, la struttura delle frasi, dei paragrafi e della punteggiatura, viene messa al servizio della storia, dei fatti e della ricerca della verit脿.
In una temporalit脿 atipica, fatta di accordi e disaccordi, Fosse ci accompagna nella vita di Johannes
脠 un piccolo capolavoro pieno di momenti commoventi: un dramma senza drammatizzazione che consiste solo nel passaggio evanescente delle persone e delle cose nel fragile equilibrio tra due universi
Un quasi nulla che 猫 tutto, la vita intera.
鈥淎desso non devi guardare indietro, Johannes, dice Peter
Adesso devi guardare soltanto verso il cielo e ascoltare le onde鈥�
Nasce un bambino che si chiamer脿 Johannes, mentre un vecchio di nome Johannes muore.
Uno sar脿 un pescatore, l鈥檃ltro lo 猫 stato.
Tra questi due momenti , Jon Fosse regala i dettagli di un'intera, iniziando con i pensieri del padre di Johannes mentre sua moglie entra in travaglio, e finendo con i pensieri di Johannes mentre inizia una giornata della sua vita in cui tutto 猫 esattamente uguale, ma totalmente diverso.
鈥渢utte le mattine pensa esattamente la stessa cosa, pensa Johannes, che cos鈥檃ltro dovrebbe pensare? che cos鈥檃ltro dovrebbe fare se non andare a fare un giro a ovest di V氓gen?鈥�
脠 il racconto di un viaggio, che 猫 la vita, nei suoi due momenti pi霉 importanti, la partenza e l'arrivo, l'inizio e la fine.
Un viaggio popolato di fantasmi reali ma pieno di pace ,di spiritualit脿, intenso, simbolico, presentato in un'azione continua, fluida, dove i silenzi racchiudono la bellezza, la malinconia, l'orrore della vita.
Mattino e Sera riflette l'immediatezza del momento, il qui e ora, e come ci si muove quando n茅 qui n茅 ora esistono.
Nel breve romanzo la grammatica, la struttura delle frasi, dei paragrafi e della punteggiatura, viene messa al servizio della storia, dei fatti e della ricerca della verit脿.
In una temporalit脿 atipica, fatta di accordi e disaccordi, Fosse ci accompagna nella vita di Johannes
脠 un piccolo capolavoro pieno di momenti commoventi: un dramma senza drammatizzazione che consiste solo nel passaggio evanescente delle persone e delle cose nel fragile equilibrio tra due universi
Un quasi nulla che 猫 tutto, la vita intera.
鈥淎desso non devi guardare indietro, Johannes, dice Peter
Adesso devi guardare soltanto verso il cielo e ascoltare le onde鈥�
April 23, 2020
An absolute masterpiece.
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