Læst i december 2015

Læst i december 2015

Jeg læste 24 bøger i december 2015. Listen står skrevet herunder og der medfølger links til anmeldelserne. Klik blot på titlen og den vil føre dig til anmeldelsen 🙂

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Gaiman, Neil; The Sleeper and the Spindle
Helle, Helle; Hvis det er
Lanagan, Margo; Tender Morsels
Dickens, Charles; A Christmas Carol
Krohn, Johan; Peters Jul
Van Allsburg, Chris; The Polar Express
Lippert, G. Norman; Harry’s First Christmas
Summers, Susan; The Fourth Wise Man
Moore, Clement C.; ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas: or Account of a Visit from St. Nicholas
Wille, Gunnar; Familien Fab
Wille, Gunnar; Giraffen Knud
Wille, Gunnar; Dør, en lille bog om døden
Tolkien, J.R.R.; Letters from Father Christmas
Klahn, Anna; Fra den afdødes hus
Ockler, Sarah; Twenty Boy Summer
Hoffmann, E.T.A.; Nutcracker
Jonasson, Jonas; Morder-Anders og hans venner (samt en uven eller to)
Mulmenneske; Bangebuksen
Riley, Lucinda; Pigen på klippen
The British Library; A Literary Christmas: An Anthology
Klaris, Haidi Wigger; Skyggernes bog (Dæmonherskerens arving, #1)
Pilgaard, Stine; Min mor siger
Foust, Rebecca; Paradise Drive
Hitz, Anja; Ingen som Tilde


(Har du læst nogle af dem? Hvad var din oplevelse? Eller læste du en fantastisk bog i december 2015? Kommentér endelig. Det er skønt at dele læseoplevelser!)

Paradise Drive

Paradise Drive by Rebecca Foust

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3 stars

Thanks to Poetic Book Tours!

It is so interesting to see how the poetry scene grows bigger in modern literature. North American and Canadian poetry are indeed stealing a lot of the focus, which is good, because what this new kind of literature has to offer is fascinating, inspirational and with a new and different edge.
As seen in poetry by Anne Carson and Meira Cook, Rebecca Foust also shows the new vision in poetry, where genres can mix. Poetry does not necessary only have to be poetry, but can blend poetry, prose and dramatic elements as one. “Paradise Drive” by Rebecca is filled with sonnets, lyrical passages with figurative language but still readable to the common reader because of its every-day elements and language.

It is very fascinating reading Rebecca Foust’s poetry. The idea of the sonnets being reinvented and poetry as a manifestation of a contemporary undefined mystery. What is interesting in modern literature and poetry is that we are not able to define anything yet, other than it being literature from the 21th Century. Poetry has become an experimental form which signifies the modern human and its identity, and how it can change and reinvent itself whenever the moment comes.

“Paradise Drive” by Rebecca Foust is an interesting piece of literary work. We hear about the main character, The Pilgrim, and the journey through life. Because how does the individual define herself? How does it survive and creates its own destiny?

“Pilgrim tries. Breathe through your back to open your heart. Best, perhaps, not to insist on being too literal. Best to go with the flow. Be one, for once, with the blissed-out rest; yes, this moment’s lifer, not its peeved guest”

The language is beautiful. Filled with references to other authors and literature from several literary periods. As well as the many references, the language is filled with imagery, hesitation, intensity and sensuous descriptions.
The poem “Forgotten Image” is a fine example of it:

“Your mother, reading, on the stairs in light poured in a wide shaft. At night, shadows, soft thuds and pleading, clink-clink of his ice in the glass […] The attic air, dry and danced with bright motes”

As if you are standing in the middle of the room, feeling the atmosphere yourself in this specific situation which is described.

I found this poetry collection – a modern literary jewel – very interesting in relation to the reinvention of poetry. Traditional poetry in experimental form because of the modern aspects, e.g. yoga, materialism and confusion about the life of 2015.
Is Rebecca Foust’s poetry longing towards the simpler times in poetry from the 1800s? To names such as Blake, Donne and Keats. In the past, sickness would by your end and now you can choose to be the end of your own life. All possibilities of 2015 create more confusion than joy, and that is what I analyze from reading “Paradise Drive” by Rebecca Foust.

A modern poetical jewel in 2015 and a reinvention of traditional poetry. As you join the Pilgrim, you discover your own journey along the way.