Well, once again a season of Game of Thrones has come and gone. And once again the show leaves us scrambling for hope that our favourite characters are okay, that a certain duo survived that fall, or that so-and-so might not actually be dead—or stay dead, anyway (please let it be true!). The Thrones-less year ahead stretches long; we’ve got our own winter to go through before we’ll hear the immortal words “winter is coming” again. So, what to do in the meantime? Well, you could sit around obsessively reading fan theories and bothering everyone you know like I’ve been doing, or you could suck it up and move on. But if you’re not quite ready to leave the fantastical world of George R.R. Martin (but have exhausted your Song of Ice and Fire materials), you might want to check out these books.
I know that some people don’t like to celebrate their birthdays (I am one of those). So, for those whose birthday falls on May 24th, I have a suggestion to celebrate Joseph Brodsky’s birthday. This is a Russian poet and writer who was awarded the Nobel Prize in literature while living in USA in 1987.
We are not reading poetry these days, are we? Maybe, this is an extinct form of literature, or, maybe, there are not many people who are able to enjoy poetry: you have to have certain skills which come both from a certain level of education and a unique mindset. I am writing these lines about J. Brodsky to commemorate “…an all embracing authorship, imbued with clarity of thought and poetic intensity” (Nobel Prize motivation).
So forth : poems by Brodsky, Joseph, 1940-1996.
Ludmila Ulitskaya is a Russian novelist. A very good Russian novelist! How do I know? I read her books. If I didn’t, I would have given you a list of her awards which would have taken almost a page just to prove that she is a very talented writer. Do we really need to know what other people think about her books if we have a chance to read them ourselves?
Her first book Sonechka (diminutive and affectionate form from Sophia) happened to be in my hands half an hour before I was going to fall asleep feeling really exhausted after a long hectic day. I ended up falling asleep almost the time I was supposed to wake up, because I could not stop reading…and I could not stop crying… Why was I crying? Sometimes because it was really very sad, sometimes it was really very funny, and sometimes I was crying because I felt really happy…Unforgettable experience!
We have more than 30 books by Ulitskaya in Russian at VPL :), and only 2 in English: Medea and her children and Daniel Stein, interpreter: a novel in documents.
Don’t miss your chance!