Selected Cronicas
Clarice Lispector
(Author)
Giovanni Pontiero
(Translator)
Description
"In 1967, Brazil's leading newspaper asked the avant-garde writer Lispector to write a weekly column on any topic she wished. For almost seven years, Lispector showed Brazilian readers just how vast and passionate her interests were. This beautifully translated collection of selected columns, or crônicas, is just as immediately stimulating today and ably reinforces her reputation as one of Brazil's greatest writers. Indeed, these columns should establish her as being among the era's most brilliant essayists. She is masterful, even reminiscent of Montaigne, in her ability to spin the mundane events of life into moments of clarity that reveal greater truths."--Publishers WeeklyProduct Details
Price
$16.95
$15.76
Publisher
New Directions Publishing Corporation
Publish Date
November 17, 1996
Pages
296
Dimensions
5.22 X 0.62 X 7.99 inches | 0.54 pounds
Language
English
Type
Paperback
EAN/UPC
9780811213400
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About the Author
Brazil's greatest writer, Clarice Lispector (1920-1977) has been called "one of the twentieth century's most mysterious writers" (Orhan Pamuk).
GIOVANNI PONTIERO (1932-1996) was a liteary scholar and translator of Portuguese fiction, including the works of Jose Saramago. His translation of The Gospel According to Jesus Christ was awarded the Teixeira-Gomes Prize.
Reviews
If she played with the superficial truth, it was in service, she believed, of exposing one deeper, of passing readers a brief-lit lantern for the moonless dark of ourselves, even if that light revealed, sometimes, more contradiction, more chaos, more flittering soul-storm. Her crônicas blurred lines between genre--some are like little Zen koans, some lyrical reminiscences, while others, like "Return to Nature," are harder to categorize, reading like parables or flash fiction. At times, they also muddied demarcations between nonfiction and fiction, resurrecting the oldest question of form: Where does nonfiction truly end and fiction begin, and what do we do with texts where we do not know the answer?
