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Galeano, Eduardo

 
9780805077674: Voices of Time: A Life in Stories
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ISBN 10: 0805077677 ISBN 13: 9780805077674
Verlag: Metropolitan Books, 2006

Inhaltsangabe

A striking mosaic of memories, observations, and legends that together reveal the author's own story and a grand, compassionate vision of life itself

In this kaleidoscope of reflections, renowned South American author Eduardo Galeano ranges widely, from childhood to love, music, plants, fear, indignity, and indignation. In the signal style of his bestselling and much-admired Memory of Fire trilogy--brief fragments that build steadily into an organic whole--Galeano offers a rich, wry history of his life and times that is both calmly philosophical and fiercely political.

Beginning with blue algae, the earliest of life forms, these 333 vignettes alight on the Galeano family's immigration to Uruguay in the early twentieth century, the fate of love letters intercepted by a military dictatorship, abuses by the rich and powerful, the latest military outrages, and the author's own encounters with all manner of living matter, including generals, bums, dissidents, soccer stars, ducks, and trees. Out of these meditations emerges neither anger nor bitterness, but a celebration of a blessed life in a harsh world.

Poetic and passionate, scathing and lyrical, delivered with Galeano's inimitable mix of gentle comedy and fierce moral judgment, Voices of Time is a deeply personal statement from a great and beloved writer.

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Über die Autorin bzw. den Autor

Eduardo Galeano is one of Latin America's most admired writers, as well as a distinguished journalist and historian. Winner of the first Lannan Foundation
Cultural Freedom Prize in 1998, he is the author of Upside Down (0-312-42031-5), the Memory of Fire trilogy (for which he won the 1989 American Book Award), Open Veins of Latin America, and many other works. He lives in Montevideo, Uruguay.

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This Uruguayan writer has a way of producing stories reminiscent of folktales, testimonials, and reflections, and of stitching them together into vast historical tapestries, a technique seen to greatest effect in his trilogy "Memory of Fire." The current collection, subtitled "A Life in Stories," includes excursions into the Mayan concept of time, Peruvian cave paintings, and child laborers in Pakistan, and features walk-on appearances by Hernán Cortés, Diego Maradona, and Michael Jackson. Galeano can be fierce and defiant, as when he inveighs against the I.M.F., the World Bank, and assorted dictators, but there is always something celebratory to his style. Evoking the call of poets and singers, and the mysterious voices of wind, moon, trees, and dreams, Galeano remains, first and foremost, a wonder-struck raconteur.
Copyright © 2006 The New Yorker

Some of the reflections -- both cosmic and personal -- in Eduardo Galeano's Voices of Time: A Life in Stories (translated from the Spanish by Mark Fried; Metropolitan, $25) consume as much as two pages, but most of are shorter, and some are nearly as compact as haiku. An entry might draw upon mythology. In "A Dictionary of Colors," Galeano explains the rationale behind the plumage chosen for self-decoration by Indians living along the Paraguay River: "The macaw's red feathers call down the rain, and his yellow ones summon good news. And the sad gray feathers of the rhea give verve to the human song."

But an entry in this idiosyncratic collection of musings could just as well be a meditation on modern events. "First Music" focuses on astronomers Arno Penzias and Robert Wilson as they stood on a ridge in the Appalachians one night in 1964, "trying to capture radio waves emitted by who knows which impossibly far-off galaxy." They kept hearing a buzz that hurt their ears, but only later did they figure out the momentous cause: "the very blast that began time and space and the planets and everything else" -- that is, the Big Bang. Galeano crowns the vignette with a poetic fillip: "I'd venture to say that the echo still resounded in the air because it wanted us to hear it, since we little Earth people are also echoes of that long-ago cry of the newborn universe."

Eduardo Galeano is one of South America's most distinguished literary figures, best known for his brilliant Memory of Fire trilogy, a fictionalized history of Latin America that won him the 1989 American Book Award. He is also a journalist and historian, renowned for his probing criticism.

But his work can be charming, too. Some of the pieces in Voices of Time seem like throwbacks to Art Linkletter's "Kids Say the Darnedest Things" franchise -- except that Galeano's kids are verbally brilliant rather than cutesy. In "Curious People," a 9-year-old boy wonders, "If God made himself, how did he make his back?" In "The Teacher," a 6th grader in Montevideo confides to a visitor after everyone in her entire class has been given an award -- that "she loved her teacher . . . loved him very very very much, because he'd taught her not to be afraid of being wrong."

The World in Bite Sizes
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Time Tells
 
We are made of time.
 
We are its feet and its voice.
 
The feet of time walk in our shoes.
 
Sooner or later, we all know, the winds of time will erase the tracks.
 
Passage of nothing, steps of no one? The voices of time tell of the voyage.
 
The Voyage
 
Oriol Vall, who works with newborns at a hospital in Barcelona, says that the first human gesture is the embrace. After coming into the world, at the beginning of their days, babies wave their arms as if seeking someone.
 
Other doctors, who work with people who have already lived their lives, say that the aged, at the end of their days, die trying to raise their arms.
 
And that's it, that's all, no matter how hard we strive or how many words we pile on. Everything comes down to this: between two flutterings, with no more explanation, the voyage occurs.
 
Witnesses
 
The professor and the journalist walk in the garden.
 
The professor, Jean-Marie Pelt, stops, points, and says, "Allow me to introduce you to our grandparents."
 
The journalist, Jacques Girardon, crouches down and finds a ball of foam peeking out from the blades of grass.
 
The ball is a town of microscopic blue algae. On very humid days, the blue algae allow themselves to be seen. They look like a wad of spit. The French journalist wrinkles his nose; the origin of life isn't what we might call attractive, but from that spittle, from that mess, come all of us who have legs or roots or wings.
 
Before there was a before, when the world was barely a baby, without color or sound, there was blue algae. Streaming oxygen, they gave color to the sea and the sky. Then one fine day, a day that lasted millions of years, some blue algae decided to turn green. And bit by tiny bit, the green algae begat lichens, mushrooms, mold, medusas, and all the color and sound that came later, as did we, to unsettle the sea and the land.
 
Other blue algae preferred to carry on as they were.
 
And still are.
 
From the distant world that was, they observe the world that is.
 
What they think of it we do not know.
 
Greeneries

When the sea became the sea, the land was still nothing but naked rock.
 
Then lichens, born of the sea, made meadows. They invaded the kingdom of stone, conquered it, turned it green.
 
That happened in the yesterday of yesterdays, and it is still going on. Lichens live where no one lives: on the frozen steppe, in the burning desert, on the peaks of the highest mountains.
 
Lichens live only as long as the marriage lasts between an alga and her son, the mushroom. If the marriage breaks up, the lichens break down.
 
Sometimes, fighting and disagreements lead the alga and mushroom to part. She complains that he keeps her hidden from the light. He says she makes him sick, feeding him sugar day and night.
 
Footprints
 
A couple was walking across the savannah in East Africa at the beginning of the rainy season. The woman and the man still looked a lot like apes, truth be told, although they were standing upright and had no tails.
 
A nearby volcano, now called Sadiman, was belching ash. The rain of ash preserved the couple's footprints, from that moment through time. Beneath their gray blanket, the tracks remained intact. Those footprints show that this Eve and that Adam had been walking side by side; at a certain point she stopped, turned away, and took a few steps on her own. Then she returned to the path they shared.
 
The world's oldest human footprints left traces of doubt. A few years have gone by. The doubt remains.
 
Copyright © 2006 by Eduardo Galeano
Translation copyright © 2006 by Mark Fried

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Verlag
Metropolitan Books
Erscheinungsdatum
2006
Sprache
Englisch
ISBN 10 
0805077677
ISBN 13 
9780805077674
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Anzahl der Seiten
368
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