La Grande. Juan José Saer
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Название: La Grande

Автор: Juan José Saer

Издательство: Ingram

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isbn: 9781934824962

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      Praise for

      Juan José Saer

      “Brilliant. . . . With meticulous prose, rendered by Dolph’s translation into propulsive English, Saer’s The Sixty-Five Years of Washington captures the wildness of human experience in all its variety.”—New York Times

      “What Saer presents marvelously is the experience of reality, and the characters’ attempts to write their own narratives within its excess.”—Bookforum

      “A cerebral explorer of the problems of narrative in the wake of Joyce and Woolf, of Borges, of Rulfo and Arlt, Saer is also a stunning poet of place.”—The Nation

      “To say that Juan José Saer is the best Argentinian writer of today is to undervalue his work. It would be better to say that Saer is one of the best writers of today in any language.”—Ricardo Piglia

      “Juan José Saer must be added to the list of the best South American writers.”—Le Monde

      “The author’s preoccupations are reminiscent of his fellow Argentinians Borges and Cortázar, but his vision is fresh and unique.”—The Independent (London)

      Also by

      Juan José Saer

      in English Translation

       The Clouds

       The Event

       The Investigation

       Nobody Nothing Never

       The One Before

       Scars

       The Sixty-Five Years of Washington

       The Witness

      Copyright © Juan José Saer, 2005

      c/o Guillermo Schavelzon & Assoc. Agencia Literaria, [email protected]

      Translation copyright © Steve Dolph, 2014

      Afterword copyright © Steve Dolph, 2014

      First edition, 2014

      All rights reserved

      Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data: Available upon request.

      ISBN-13: 978-1-934824-96-2

      This project is supported in part by an award from the National Endowment for the Arts.

      Text set in Bodoni, a serif typeface first designed by Giambattista

      Bodoni (1740–1813) in 1798.

       Design by N. J. Furl

       Wine glass illustration designed by Fabio Meroni / studio Slash

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       For Laurence

       Was it I who was returning?

       —Juan L. Ortiz

       the solid things were gone, and only

       what was transient remained.

       —Quevedo

       e vidi lume in forma di rivera

       fulvido di fulgore, intra due rive

       dipinte di mirabil primavera.

      Paradiso, XXX 61–63

       Le cadavre exquis boira le vin nouveau.

      Abbreviated Dictionary of Surrealism

      Contents

       Thursday: The Flooding

       Friday: The Wine

       Saturday: Margins

       Sunday: The Hummingbird

       Monday: Downriver

       Translator’s Afterword

       WATER SOUNDS

      HALF-PAST FIVE, GIVE OR TAKE, ON A RAINY AFTERNOON in early April. Nula and Gutiérrez are approaching, at a diagonal, the corner of an open, nearly rectangular field bordered at one end by a mountain sparsely covered in acacias, and behind which, still invisible to them, the river runs.

      The sky, the earth, the air, and the vegetation are gray, not with the metallic shade that the cold in May or June brings them, but rather the greenish, warm porosity of the first autumn rains that, in this region, can’t quite extinguish the insistent, overwhelming summer. Both men, walking neither fast nor slow, a short distance apart, one in front of the other, are still wearing lightweight clothes. Gutiérrez, walking ahead, has on a violently yellow waterproof jacket, and Nula, who hesitates at each step, unsure where to place his foot, a red camper made from a silky material with a slick and shiny texture, that in his family dialect (it was a gift from his mother), they jokingly call parachute cloth. The two bright spots moving through the gray-green space resemble satin paper cutouts collaged on a monochromatic wash, the air the most diluted, and the clouds, the earth, and the trees the most concentrated grays.

      Nula, because he’d come on business—to deliver three cases of wine, a viognier, two cabernet sauvignon, and four local chorizos ordered the week before—and planned to visit a few other clients that afternoon, had dressed somewhat carefully, and besides the red camper has on a new shirt, a white, lightweight, short-sleeve СКАЧАТЬ