"My innocent and long-suffering Macedonia, perpetually in the grip of others because of their desire--like mine--to suckle from numerous breasts, because of their desire to absorb everything into themselves--and again like me--to sap all its resources to water their own fields, not caring that the people of that land can't raise a crop, or see the fruit of their labor because of those others, because of those who wanted everything only for themselves."
A novel which, through wrenching prose, tells us how sexual desire sanctifies the cathedrals of love we build, and warns how it can corrode the foundations, too.
Infidelity explores the double-standard of sexual freedom, in which Sunny, our male protagonist, goes to America to raise money to marry his beloved Luna, only to fall into temptations he thought he had reserved for his Moon. Luna, meanwhile, is trapped in Macedonia, forced into passivity, for this is a society in which, as our narrator explains, even men do not see their wives naked for the shame of it. Sunny's pathetic and occasionally self-aware apologias remind one of Humbert Humbert's charming horrors in Lolita. One can only laugh at his ineptitude when he sputters "what did I do to you?" in response to Luna's first orgasm--after so many years of what he believed to be extraordinary lovemaking.
Published in an English translation by Dalkey Archive in 2020. Translated (wonderfully) by Paul Filev.