There are always one or two Man Booker nominees that are all about the form, excessively so. That's not a bad thing, because sometimes those books still have substance, or maybe just a beauty that astonishes. But it's not uncommon for some of these books to lack all but form. Enter this year's novel...
The best way to read Transtromer's poetry is with Max von Sydow's voice in your head, or maybe Werner Herzog. Any given line sounds like something the Knight would have said to Death during their chess game in the movie the Seventh Seal. Here are my two favorite lines from the collection. From...
Interesting read if you know the back story.
I let Medea be the angel of revenge while I live my grief quietly. Beware of scorned women.