Link Gems

(Link Gems is a weekly round-up of interesting articles and essays from around the web)

Saramago’s dense pages of prose may look daunting, but once you step in, you are immediately swept along on that seamless flow of thought and utterance, all the while chivvied and cheered on by a genial and garrulous narrator, eager to involve you in the narrative process, and occasionally confessing to certain narratorial misdemeanours – like jumping ahead of the plot – or apologising for not being able to spend more time with certain secondary characters, about whom he could tell us more, if only he had the time . . .

His poems contain a luminous simplicity that expands until it pushes your ego out of the nest, and there you are, alone with Truth. In a Tranströmer poem, you inhabit space differently; a body becomes a thing, a mind floats, things have lives, and even non-things, even concepts, are alive.



  1. I was looking for something to read a few weeks ago and I remembered your many posts about Saramago, and so I bought a copy of Blindness. It was a little rough going at first but it was all so very worth it, he was a brilliant writer. Thanks for pointing me in his direction


    • It does take a *little work* getting used to Saramago’s style of writing. But once you do, a whole new world opens up! I strongly urge you to read All the Names, when you can. But soon :).


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