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TPR Is Lit - January 2013

07.01.2013

The God of Wind and Sea Fiction By Douglas Arvidson

From the vantages of youth, there is nothing more titanic than the parents that raise us. They’re our food, our protection, our wisdom, even our mystery. Their knowledge and purpose seem beyond our mortal existence. In a way, our parents lord over us like Gods, even detailing the boundaries of the possibility of God. Of course, they are not divine in existence.  So much of their failures and miseries become apparent as we become older. As do their sins and redemptions. Douglas Arvidson’s wonderful The God of Wind and Sea explores the line between God and man, parent and child. Just remember, in the Caribbean there is a God. There is a wind. And there is a sea

31.01.2013

Drawing Poetry By Bohumil Hrabal

 

In 1998, TPR published  of a selection of twenty poems translated by David Chirico from Bohumil Hrabal’s Den a noci (Days and Nights). These selections are at times both tragic and funny.  Both brain scorchingly vivid and luminously tender. These are verse and prose poems that deserve the widest audience possible. As a way of celebrating Hrabal, we will bring you few of these  poems every month culminating in the completion of the TPR Bohumil Hrabal Archives. We hope you enjoy, in Hrabal’s own words, his “trafficking with beauty”.

27.01.2013

Laundrymaids in the Rain Poetry By Bohumil Hrabal



In 1998, TPR published  of a selection of twenty poems translated by David Chirico from Bohumil Hrabal’s Den a noci (Days and Nights). These selections are at times both tragic and funny.  Both brain scorchingly vivid and luminously tender. These are verse and prose poems that deserve the widest audience possible. As a way of celebrating Hrabal, we will bring you few of these  poems every month culminating in the completion of the TPR Bohumil Hrabal Archives. We hope you enjoy, in Hrabal’s own words, his “trafficking with beauty”.

21.01.2013

Cripples Fiction By Maria Modrovich

 

Rain, rain, go away and come again the other day. Normally, we agree with such sentiments, but if rain brings stories as brilliantly expressive as Maria Modrovich’s Cripples then we say let it rain. Modrovich does a master’s job of bringing us the stories of those who do everything but run when the rain comes. They hide. They watch. They dance. Come discover a city brought together under the guise of a single rainfall. TPR is proud to present Cripples, but the next time it rains remember one thing. Prince or pauper, rain falls on us all the same

14.01.2013

Coldsores Poetry By Rhian Edwards

 

An exceptional writer and performer who has delivered over 300 stage, radio and festival performances world-wide, Forward Prize nominee Rhian Edwards’ wit has been described as acerbic as Dorothy Parker’s. The depth and honesty of her work is all her own. Her poems display a salaciousness which is never sensationalist, and a frankness which is always fresh. The musicality of her Welsh background is often acknowledged within the rhythms she creates, and she has a natural exuberance which lends itself to quick-witted, amusing, memorable verse. Her fierce attention to detail often brings to life scenes and images which at first glance could seem mundane and everyday. We’re confident that you’ll enjoy Coldsores much more than its painful namesake.

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