Kellie Rados itibaren Avadi, Tamil Nadu, India

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2019-07-09 23:40

Küçük Şeyler 3 : Yaşama Yerleşmek - Üstün Dökmen TrendKitaplar Kütüphanesi

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The late great Frank McCourt called Let the Great World Spin a "heartbreaking symphony of a novel" and he was absolutely right. A symphony typically begins with an introduction of themes, motifs, musical notes which we will hear again and again in variation but which connect us to the whole. They will shatter and deconstruct. Spin. But they spin back. McCann's introductory five pages, as good as any beginning I've read, introduces his theme. A tightrope walker stands poised to cross between the World Trade Center Towers. It is 1974. A moment in time. We could dip our hand in Siddhartha's river. Or take a picture. McCann uses one. Philippe Petit on that fateful day, his balancing beam up and down, cross-secting the wire, a plane eerily above and between the Towers, presaging another historic moment. This is a book about intersections. People with each other and with time. And in this wonderful introduction, people look up, look out. At that moment, the walker intersects with them, people still not sure what they're seeing. Do it, asshole. Don't do it. At that moment, something falls down. Some body? The body twirled and caught and flipped, thrown about by the wind. No. A sweatshirt, fluttering. And then the man takes his first step out. Those first notes, the looking up, the looking down, the falling, fluttering, spinning, the reach for balance will all be repeated, connecting the movements that follow, each movement an interconnecting character. Things fall: a departed father's monthly check; a boy's blanket from a top bunk, meant to replace one given to a homeless drunk; a soldier in a helicopter. Old domino players sat in the courtyard, playing underneath the falling litter. People work: a chef who can "pull a trumpet line out of a string of spaghetti"; an elevator operator who aligns the elevator and the floor perfectly and "slides his foot out to test his workmanship." Things spin: break dancers; a grieving mother's memories of her son; a car and a van. Always the interconnecting notes: a woman of two shoes who "knew the floor very well"; another who "followed a straight line"; a doubt of God, when "you can't hold on"; a child running, one foot on the pavement, another on the road; a woman, descended from it all, who likes "people who unbalance me." Things bounce off each other: "all sorts of lies were flying through the air, going back and forth, colliding with each other"; that car and van again, that "was just a tap." We didn't know you lived up there. History repeats and intersects. This is a book about 9/11, although that is never mentioned. It lets us look back as well, to the racism which runs like an artery through this country. A boy who was no more than eight played the saxophone, beautifully, like some strange drummer boy from the Civil War. I loved this book, the message, the artistry. Please read it. And if you do, please listen to the notes.

Okuyucu Kellie Rados itibaren Avadi, Tamil Nadu, India

Kullanıcı, bu kitapları portalın yayın kurulu olan 2017-2018'de en ilginç olarak değerlendirdi "TrendKitaplar Kütüphanesi" Tüm okuyucuların bu literatürü tanımalarını tavsiye eder.