Status Updates From O Fim (Minha Luta, #6)

Generally loving this book, but have been bent w/ frustration @ nearly 60 pages of what amounts to wildly pedantic sentence diagraming around a poem or two of Paul Celan. Seemed redundant & makes the poetry feel cheap/confusing… KOK is wonderful, but I felt myself shutting down during those bits, like listening to sophomoric college kids getting rigidly academic when pressed to express simple feelings/impressions.

We crossed the lawn. The air was completely still, the trees stood completely still, the sun hung suspended above the sea, sending its scorching rays out over the landscape. And yet all the time the same coolness in the air. It had been ages since I had felt such calm.

BİTMİYOORR BİTMİYOORRR

But the authentic is a timbre, impossible to imitate.

current stretch where he’s analyzing poetry has been hard to get through but it’s obviously still peak

Reading a novel after having listened to Bach’s cello suites is like leaving a sunset to descend into a cellar.