Just started this for class. It's really good so far.
Germans flee the besieged city of Danzig in 1945. Poles driven out of eastern regions controlled by the Russians move into the homes hastily abandoned by their previous inhabitants. In an area of the city graced with beech trees and a stately cathedral, the stories of old and new residents intertwine: Hanemann, a German and a former professor of anatomy, who chooses to stay in Danzig after the mysterious death of his lover; the Polish family of the narrator, driven out of Warsaw; and a young Carpathian woman who no longer has a country, her cheerful nature concealing deep wounds.
Through his brilliantly defined characters, stunning evocation of place, and memorable descriptions of a world that was German but survives in Polish households, Chwin has created a reality that is beyond destruction.
A little over halfway through this. Holy shit. It's so...depressing, but beautifully written. It's slightly confusing since it contains both Polish and German words, but it's really really good. Displaced people. Things left over. Death all around, yet a frost-bitten life keeps going. It's really...wonderful. I'm going to try to get more of the books this author has written.
This book with it's unreliable narrators is pissing me off! One chapter a bitch gasses herself and her body is carried out...two chapters later, bitch is back. What the fuck?
mainly short stories and poetry....his poetry is by far my fav........he has a couple 'fiction' novels like factotum and Women.... i dont think you would really like him cuz you wont understand him, most women dont but hes probably the most influential writer of the modern era and probably the most copied writer in form
mainly short stories and poetry....his poetry is by far my fav........he has a couple 'fiction' novels like factotum and Women.... i dont think you would really like him cuz you wont understand him, most women dont but hes probably the most influential writer of the modern era and probably the most copied writer in form
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im almost done with The Son of Neptune and ill be moving onto The Kane Chronicles probably by tonight
heres one of his poems