Thursday, 24 September 2020


Deuses de Barro (II)

Perhaps Agustina Bessa-Luís, the novice, abuses a bit of double signs (?!), some repetitions and too many ellipses, in my opinion.

I don't know why, but in some passages I have remembered Lewis Hamilton, the Formula One champion. When he started to drive, so young, so impulsive, struggling to be in front of Fernando Alonso and therefore committing so many mistakes, I said to myself: we´ve a champion for many years, it´s enough for him to calm down a little, hold his nerves and mature... That´s what I thought of our writer when I had read half the book.
But what an amazing monologue that of Catarina, a do carteiro! What beautiful comparisons as in no desenho duns pontos finais negros e redondos como sujidade de mosca.
How well she knew, already at that age, some people like when she portrays the abbot of the monastery that vociferava na missa, contra a credulidade das donzelas ambiciosas.
Chapter VII wonderfully describes the process that Ana undergoes regarding her motherhood, even provides annotations of possible postpartum depression she has and how she embodies, little by little, what it means to be a mother.
I´m closing the book and the dialogue, so cinematographic, that takes place at Maria José's house when she calls Ana to propose her the adoption of her daughter, it's a vision that doesn't go out of my head
I neither want nor should I continue.
To finish, I will say that a novel by the Portuguese writer, A Sibila, is considered by many to be among the ten or twelve best of the 20th century and that I am very interested in reading it as soon as possible.
From my Borstal,
LDR


Deuses de Barro. Agustina Bessa-Luís. Relógio D´Agua Editores. Lisboa, 2017


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