Go went gone
Go went gone sparknotes
Such works are always on the verge of becoming scripture or parable, because they announce that to read is to comprehend, and to comprehend is to act. First, he sees only the immediate life-and-death challenges they face. There is a man from Niger whom Richard privately names Apollo, since he looks exactly as Richard thought the god would look. In the confusion, he was almost separated from his mother, and was handed back to her, through a train window, by a Russian soldier. I was just a moral flaneur. Her Visitation is a poetic masterpiece; The End of Days tells one woman's life over the span of the twentieth century in terms of the many ways it might have ended, but didn't; the earlier Book of Words looks at a totalitarian regime through the eyes of a torturer's child. Erpenbeck remains hard to read. Use the plastic bags you see on the private road. During the next several months, he gets to know the handful of characters whom we, in turn, get to know. But above all, one reads Erpenbeck for the inventive richness of her language, whether in the German or the consistently brilliant translations by Susan Bernofsky. There is only so much that a few kind-hearted citizens can do. What did you eat? There is none of the stylistic bravura of Visitation, with its haunting scenes of lives lived and ended, often in images of horror, and of a silent gardener serving as a lone witness to the rampages of history. In a novelistic tradition still largely dedicated to the treatment of domestic interiority, she does nothing less than attempt readings of the domestic interiority of history. Where do you want to be buried?
As a Berliner born in the former East Germany inher early experience was dominated by living in a divided city within a fractured country; her work suggests that she believes human understanding resides in memory.
We saw the young men everywhere in that Italian hinterland—usually in groups of two or three, walking along the road, climbing the hills, sitting on a wall. First, he sees only the immediate life-and-death challenges they face.
The book may begin with dogged objectivity, but it ends as an intellectual tour de force. The problem of keeping track of the African refugees is more difficult still. German postwar prosperity is generally attributed to hard work, native ingenuity, and fine organization.
They look at their subjects either from a great distance or uncomfortably close up. Or Niger?
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Erpenbeck writes about Richard, a retired German academic, whose privileged, orderly life is transformed by his growing involvement in the lives of a number of African refugees—utterly powerless, unaccommodated men, who have ended up, via the most arduous routes, in wealthy Germany. And, in turn, he will use his own German and classical culture, sometimes defensively, sometimes productively, to begin a process of comprehension that culture might, in fact, impede. Richard helps the men, responding to their interests, contrasting individual cultures and specific dilemmas, whose agonies make him recall tales from the Brothers Grimm. Could he really be no better informed as a retired professor than he was as a child? Over his many visits, Richard interacts with half a dozen or more. The problem of keeping track of the African refugees is more difficult still. And was at first nonplussed, then disappointed, and only gradually began to see traces of the familiar quality coming through.
Yet this kind of exchange cannot be one-way. Her task is comprehension rather than replication, and she uses a measured, lyrically austere prose, whose even tread barely betrays the considerable passion that drives it onward. Things might have turned out the other way around.
Such works are always on the verge of becoming scripture or parable, because they announce that to read is to comprehend, and to comprehend is to act.
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