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Название книги: Amulet
Автор(ы): Roberto Bolaño
Жанр: Современная проза
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Amulet-154999.html
Translated from the Spanish by Chris Andrews
For Mario Santiago Papasquiaro (Mexico City, 1953-1998)In our misery we wanted to scream for help, but there was no one there to come to our aid.– Petronius
One
This is going to be a horror story. A story of murder, detection and horror. But it won't appear to be, for the simple reason that I am the teller. Told by me, it won't seem like that. Although, in fact, it's the story of a terrible crime.I am a friend to all Mexicans. I could say I am the mother of Mexican poetry, but I better not.I know all the poets and all the poets know me. So I could say it. I could say one mother of a zephyr is blowing down the centuries, but I better not. For example, I could say I knew Arturito Belano when he was a shy seventeen-year-old who wrote plays and poems and couldn't hold his liquor, but in a sense it would be superfluous and I was taught (they taught me with a lash and with a rod of iron) to spurn all superfluities and tell a straightforward story.What I can say is my name.My name
Название книги: Amulet
Автор(ы): Roberto Bolaño
Жанр: Современная проза
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Amulet-154999.html
Translated from the Spanish by Chris Andrews
For Mario Santiago Papasquiaro (Mexico City, 1953-1998)In our misery we wanted to scream for help, but there was no one there to come to our aid.– Petronius
One
This is going to be a horror story. A story of murder, detection and horror. But it won't appear to be, for the simple reason that I am the teller. Told by me, it won't seem like that. Although, in fact, it's the story of a terrible crime.I am a friend to all Mexicans. I could say I am the mother of Mexican poetry, but I better not.I know all the poets and all the poets know me. So I could say it. I could say one mother of a zephyr is blowing down the centuries, but I better not. For example, I could say I knew Arturito Belano when he was a shy seventeen-year-old who wrote plays and poems and couldn't hold his liquor, but in a sense it would be superfluous and I was taught (they taught me with a lash and with a rod of iron) to spurn all superfluities and tell a straightforward story.What I can say is my name.My name
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