Novellesamlinga inneheld: Ein motig maur, Den ville ridaren, Peparkorn, Fødedag, Vesle-Trask, Siste-mann heim, Laurdagskveld, Kornet over havet, Naken, Fall, Tøyveret, Det rare og Tusten.
Tarjei Vesaas was a Norwegian poet and novelist. Written in Nynorsk, his work is characterized by simple, terse, and symbolic prose. His stories often cover simple rural people that undergo a severe psychological drama and who according to critics are described with immense psychological insight. Commonly dealing with themes such as death, guilt, angst, and other deep and intractable human emotions, the Norwegian natural landscape is a prevalent feature in his works. His debut was in 1923 with Children of Humans (Menneskebonn), but he had his breakthrough in 1934 with The Great Cycle (Det store spelet). His mastery of the nynorsk language, landsmål (see Norwegian language), has contributed to its acceptance as a medium of world class literature.
Amazing short stories which cover a great deal of subjects. The red tape in this collection is inspiration, in many different forms and shapes. The drama is in the subtleties and Vesaas covers a wide range of different states of mind, from children's curiosity and sense of wonder, adolescent love and parents' coping with the loss of a child. All in a language of timeless, poetic Nynorsk(new Norwegian)
Vesaas er verdensmester i å skrive fra perspektivene til dem som er litt annerledes – annerledes enten fordi de er barn eller fordi de er, tja, "tust".
I novellen "Tusten" – en slags forløper til Fuglane å regne – får man ta del i noen av tusten Mattis' aldeles fabelaktige tankerekker.
"– De er noko griser til å fara åt, sa han til dei, vend mot holene deira i krørne. Så feia ha unna litt av muselorten så han fekk setje sakene sine ned.
Slik vaskar karane, sa han seg. Gjentene vaskar annleis.
Gjenter – tenkte han brått, men skubba det bort like fort som det kom."
"Han felte ei diger bjørk i denne lykkestunda. Først fekk han eit haglande regndropl i ryggen i det same treet skalv før fallet. Så kom fallet, og susen av lauvet gjennom regnveven. Slik skal det suse når eg skal døy, tenkte han hovudstups. Detta er susen gjennom mitt eige hjarta.
Tusten såg seg kring om noken hadde hørt det siste han tenkte. Han hadde tenkt det høgt. Han vart skjelven av glede over at han kunne tenke noko slikt. Han ynskte at kloke folk hadde høyrt det."
Un peu déçue. Certains textes m'ont paru gauches, leur intention lourdement soulignée, ainsi que, parfois, leur chute. En revanche certaines scènes sont réussies, et j'ai retrouvé avec plaisir les deux traits caractéristiques qui me font aimer cet auteur : sa peinture poétique de la nature, et son approche des tourments psychologiques de ses personnages, par petites notations (souvent purement factuelles).
A very nice book that I re-read 20 some years later. Most of the short stories rely heavily on the psychology of the characters. It can seem a bit overwhelming at times but also leads to what are to me pure gems : “the little Tarsk” and “The Ginger bread man” (which would be 5 stars on their own).