The Nobel Poets

Erato, Muse of Lyrical Poetry
(1789-1800) by Charles Meynier,
Cleveland Museum of Art
via Wikimedia Commons

At one point or another – usually at the beginning of their career – many writers try their pen at poetry only to find that their true talent lies elsewhere. There are others, however, whose verses are so powerful and original that they make their fame. Of course, the works of a poet are seldom as widely read and as commonly translated into other languages as those of prose writers, notably of such specialised in best-selling mainstream novels. Consequently, reviewers including book bloggers like me tend to neglect poetry. I must admit that I do although my participation in the perpetual Read the Nobels challenge as well as in the annual Read the Nobels 2016 hosted by Aloi aka the Guiltless Reader would be an excellent reason to change this.

Poetry Revisited: The Pilgrim by John Bunyan

The Pilgrim

(from The Pilgrim's Progress. Second Part: 1678)

Who would true valour see

Let him come hither;

One here will Constant be,

Come Wind, come Weather.

There's no Discouragement,

Shall make him once Relent,

His first avow'd Intent,

To be a Pilgrim.

Who so beset him round,

With dismal Storys,

Do but themselves Confound;

His Strength the more is.

No Lyon can him fright,

He'l with a Gyant Fight,

But he will have a right,

To be a Pilgrim.

Hobgoblin, nor foul Fiend,

Can daunt his Spirit:

He knows, he at the end,

Shall Life Inherit.

Then Fancies fly away,

He'l fear not what men say,

He'l labour Night and Day,

To be a Pilgrim.

John Bunyan (1628-1688)

English writer and Baptist preacher

Book Review: The Rice Mother by Rani Manicka

2016 review of a book written

by an author whose family name starts with the letter

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

For most people starting a family is the natural thing to do once we are grown up. It’s also natural to have romantic ideas about it because we all crave for happiness. Romance novels and family sagas aren’t so popular without reason! The much cherished ideal today is to enter a love marriage “until death may part you”, but only few of us are aware that the concept is a somewhat recent invention of western society. Until not so long ago arranged marriages were rather the rule than the exception here like in other cultures. The story of The Rice Mother by Rani Manicka begins in 1930 with a Ceylonese teenager being married off to a much older, but supposedly wealthy Tamil man living in Malaya. She finds her husband horrible, and yet makes the best of the situation and becomes the strong matriarch of a big family often shaken by fate.

Japanese Literature Challenge X - My List

Click on the image to go to
Dolce Bellezza's challenge post
with a list of all entries

June 2016 - January 2017

This year the call to sign-up for the Japanese Literature Challenge X (2016/17) of Dolce Bellezza - for literary and translated fiction came late. In fact, by the time the post finally appeared on 11 June, I had almost given up hope. How much more delighted I was, when I saw it! It goes without saying that I’m participating again.

And here’s my draft list of eight literary gems from the pen of Japanese writers that I intend to read and review here on Edith’s Miscellany by the end of January 2017 (subject to change!):

• Abe Kōbō: The Face of Another (1964), original title: 他人の顔
• Endō Shūsaku: Silence (1966), original title: 沈黙
• Ibuse Masuji: Black Rain (1966), original title: 黒い雨
• Nakamura Fuminori: The Thief (2009), original title: 掏摸
• Ogawa Ito: The Restaurant of Love Regained (2008), original title: 食堂かたつむり
• Sumii Sué: The River with No Bridge (Volume 1: 1961), original title: 橋のない川
• Tsuboi Sakae: Twenty-four Eyes (1952), original title: 二十四の瞳
• Yoshimoto Banana: The Lake (2005), original title: みずうみ

»»» please read also my post for the Japanese Literature Challenge 9 (2015/16).

»»» please read also my (brief) post for the Japanese Literature Challenge 8 (2014/15) for which I signed up shortly before it was over, so I could contribute no more than two books to it.

Poetry Revisited: There Is No Age by Eva Gore-Booth

There Is No Age

(from Poems of Eva Gore-Booth: 1929)

There is no age, this darkness and decay
Is by a radiant spirit cast aside,
Young with the ageless youth that yesterday
Bent to the yoke of flesh immortal pride.

What though in time of thunder and black cloud
The Spirit of the Innermost recedes
Into the depths of Being, stormy browed,
Obscured by a long life of dreams and deeds –

There is no age – the swiftly passing hour
That measures out our days of pilgrimage
And breaks the heart of every summer flower,
Shall find again the child’s soul in the sage.

There is no age, for youth is the divine;
And the white radiance of the timeless soul
Burns like a silver lamp in that dark shrine
That is the tired pilgrim’s ultimate goal.

Eva Gore-Booth (1870-1926)
Irish poet and dramatist, suffragist, social worker and labour activist

Book Review: Burmese Days by George Orwell

2016 review of a book written

by an author whose family name starts with the letter

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z

All my life, I felt bewildered at how disinterested and narrow-minded most people are with regard to other cultures. It always seemed to me as if they put on blinkers out of fear to see that their own way of life, of thinking, of believing wasn’t the most desirable, the most worthwhile, the best after all. I can’t relate to this. I always longed to know what was beyond my own cultural horizon and therefore I like reading books from all corners of the world, be it the original version or a translation. Burmese Days by George Orwell is an English novel through and through, but its protagonist is different from his compatriots who look down on the natives and their ways almost with disgust. Not sharing their views makes him an outsider and terribly lonely until Elizabeth arrives and he feels that she could be the soul mate for whom he has been aching for so long.

Back Reviews Reel: June 2013

In 2013 the month of June had four Fridays to fill with reviews. The four books of my choice were three classics first published between 1929 and 1944 plus one contemporary novel from Germany. The first of the classics was the literary debut of an Austrian writer born under the reign of Emperor Francis Joseph I and temporarily a Czech citizen, i.e. the coming-of-age novel Young Gerber by Friedrich Torberg portraying a student in his final year whom a cruel teacher has sought out to break. As for the other two classics, they are the novellas Passing by Nella Larsen and Red Rose, White Rose by Eileen Chang. While the former deals with Afro-American identity in the USA of the 1920s and the opposite strategies of two relatively light-skinned women to succeed in life, the latter revolves around the love and marriage of a Chinese man between tradition and modernity who expects to be the absolute master of his “little pocket-size world”. I concluded the month with a contemporary novel that reverberates with philosophy as well as Portuguese history and that ranges among my all-time favourites, namely Night Train to Lisbon by Pascal Mercier.