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Martín Adán is known as a poet, and The Cardboard House is his only work of prose (and even so it includes some 'Underwood Poems' as well as a longer poem, 'Written Blindly', here included as an Afterword).
The book is composed of short texts, focused on the Barranco area of Lima, and while there is some narrative progression -- a friend, Ramón, often features, and eventually dies -- it is largely a book of impressions, with Adán often veering off on rather creative tangents, or letting himself be carried away by language itself.
The gringa was a roaming road, blinded by the sun, leading to the tundra, to a country of snow and moss where a gaunt, gray city of skyscrapers loomed as mysterious as the machinery in a dark factory.From childhood and schoolday memories to the effect of literature (in one of the most impressive texts) on him and his friends in their youth, the collection offers hints of autobiography, but also obscures them behind a rush of sensation and impression. He constantly gets carried away: Streetlamps -- the trunks of shrubs the light twists and the shadows turn green. At six in the morning, at six in the evening, the streetlamps are the most vegetable thing in the world, in an analytic, synthetic, scientific, passive, decisive, botanical, simple way -- the upper edges of the trunks support crystal jars that hold yellow flowers.The pithy 'Underwood Poems', like a sequence of aphorisms of a line or two ("Your heart is a horn prohibited by traffic regulation"), are an appealing change of pace from the dense, twisting prose. Much simpler, they include some nicely turned ideas: Now I can board a transatlantic liner. And during the crossing fish adventures like fish.The Cardboard House feels fragmentary, as Adán is quickly led by each new memory or observation to spin out new ideas which quickly spin themselves out, at which point he moves to the next. There are connections, but Adán can not bring himself to force the more artificial ones that would allow this to form one larger and more cohesive text. His language and his leaps make The Cardboard House an intriguing read, but it is not entirely satisfying. - M.A.Orthofer, 25 September 2012 - Return to top of the page - The Cardboard House:
- Return to top of the page - Peruvian poet Martín Adán lived 1908 to 1985. - Return to top of the page -
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