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Aase's Death
A linguistically playful and dark book of poems from one of Sweden’s most influential and unique poets.
One might expect a book by Aase Berg with the title Aase’s Death to be dark, and it is. You may also expect it to be parodic, and maybe it is that too. But if it’s parodic, it’s darkly parodic. A defiantly dark laughter animates the book.
It’s also—like most of her writing—a slangy, linguistically playful book. Berg has argued that at the heart of language is “a kind of happy babbling for the sake of babbling.” But in Aase’s Death, the babbling is not happy or paradisical; it’s drudgy and slow as if underwater. This feeling is apparent in the way the words move in the poems. The grammar is sometimes random and purposely fails to comply with the rules of good writing. If the deepsea state of mind is a kind of depression—even “death”—we can also see in this failure to comply with rules, a kind of bodily, mimetic rebellion, a kind of insurrectionary depression. This is the state of Aase’s Death: a poetics of failing to use the right words, failing to be good, failing to be alive.
One might expect a book by Aase Berg with the title Aase’s Death to be dark, and it is. You may also expect it to be parodic, and maybe it is that too. But if it’s parodic, it’s darkly parodic. A defiantly dark laughter animates the book.
It’s also—like most of her writing—a slangy, linguistically playful book. Berg has argued that at the heart of language is “a kind of happy babbling for the sake of babbling.” But in Aase’s Death, the babbling is not happy or paradisical; it’s drudgy and slow as if underwater. This feeling is apparent in the way the words move in the poems. The grammar is sometimes random and purposely fails to comply with the rules of good writing. If the deepsea state of mind is a kind of depression—even “death”—we can also see in this failure to comply with rules, a kind of bodily, mimetic rebellion, a kind of insurrectionary depression. This is the state of Aase’s Death: a poetics of failing to use the right words, failing to be good, failing to be alive.
- GenresPoetry
180 pages, Paperback
Published October 7, 2025
About the author
Aase Berg
40 books80 followersPoet, fiction writer, critic, translator, and one of the founding members of the Stockholm Surrealist Group.
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November 12, 2025
Beautiful and grotesque surrealist poetry. Sludgy secrets between sea floor abominations. This is Berg’s best collection since “With Deer”.
November 9, 2025
best book of poems of 2025
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January 11, 2026
Does poetry exist at the bottom of the ocean? Yes, yes it does.
"Stranded Whale"
One can project a lot on whales.
But still: There are times
when the unknown
cries in its own way.
"Stranded Whale"
One can project a lot on whales.
But still: There are times
when the unknown
cries in its own way.
March 17, 2026
But it's impossible to make art
out of true grief
Or more correctly
nobody will like it
out of true grief
Or more correctly
nobody will like it
Displaying 1 - 4 of 4 reviews