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maddywintermute 's review for:
The Hour of the Star
by Clarice Lispector
Experienced the feeling of a homecoming prompted by returning to the work of an author you love whose style couldn’t possibly be mistaken for anyone other than them. She STAYS esoteric and mystical and largely impossible to understand as a mere pedestrian, but the sheer emotion stirred by her prose is just undeniable.
In the passion according to GH (the first book of hers that I read), the translator wrote in their foreword that they had learned Portuguese as an adult for the singular purpose of reading her work in its original form. I thought that was crazy at the time, but a few books in I get it, and that act is itself a product of engaging with her writing: being exposed to something powerful enough that it sends you on a quest for understanding and access to a fuller truth.
Not to break form here but also this is lowkey communist? I didn’t know she got down like that
In the passion according to GH (the first book of hers that I read), the translator wrote in their foreword that they had learned Portuguese as an adult for the singular purpose of reading her work in its original form. I thought that was crazy at the time, but a few books in I get it, and that act is itself a product of engaging with her writing: being exposed to something powerful enough that it sends you on a quest for understanding and access to a fuller truth.
Not to break form here but also this is lowkey communist? I didn’t know she got down like that