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The Lisbon Syndrome: A Novel
The Lisbon Syndrome: A Novel
The Lisbon Syndrome: A Novel
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The Lisbon Syndrome: A Novel

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A WORLD LITERATURE TODAY NOTABLE TRANSLATION OF 2022

A sudden catastrophe in Europe exposes the slow-motion destruction of a generation of Venezuelans and their struggle against repression.

The Lisbon Syndrome is the story of two catastrophes. A disaster annihilates a European capital, but few details filter through state media censorship in Caracas, home to many thousands of Portuguese.

Fernando runs a theater program for young people in the Caracas neighborhood of Colinas de Bello Monte, teaching and performing classics like Macbeth and Mother Courage. His benefactor, Old Moreira, is a childless Portuguese immigrant who recalls the Lisbon of his youth. Fernando’s students suffer from what they begin to call “the Lisbon syndrome,” an acute awareness that they have no future, that there are no possibilities left for them in a country devastated by a murderous, criminal regime. A series of confrontations between demonstrators and government forces draw the students and their teacher toward danger. One disappears into the state secret prisons where dissidents are tortured. The arts center that was their sanctuary is attacked. Little by little, Fernando finds himself pulled into the battle in the streets.    

The Lisbon Syndrome is the most trenchant contemporary novel to offer a glimpse of life and death in Venezuela. But Sánchez Rugeles’s bleak vision is lightened by his wry humor, and by characters who show us the humanity behind stark headlines.  

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJul 12, 2022
ISBN9781933517544
The Lisbon Syndrome: A Novel

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  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
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    Anselm Berrigan is the closest Americans have to second-generation poetry royalty. The son of poets Alice Notley and Ted Berrigan, the younger Berrigan has nonetheless made a reputation for himself based on the strength of his own work. This book-length poem, Notes from Irrelevance, published by the ever-delightful Wave Books, does not disappoint. I'm confident that any aficionado of contemporary poetry will find a lot to love here.
  • Rating: 5 out of 5 stars
    5/5
    [book:Notes From Irrelevance|11175859] by [author:Anselm Berrigan|110691] is an 80-page poem which I read and reread over several sittings. In the interest of transparency, I'll state that I won the book through LibraryThing, but the experience of reading it would have been well worth the price of the book. I need to reread it at least one more time before I can feel like I've even begun to digest it. I found it soothing and provocative, with fragmented jumps that were sometimes irritating but more often woke me up and moved me to greater focus and attention to both the work before me and the world around me. The book gives glimpses of the poet's experience of the world and himself in it. The language reflects and refracts this experience and recreates it, creating a resonance in the reader allowing both a brief connection with the poet and a new connection with the world and her experience of it.I found the work exhilarating. I strongly recommend it to all lovers of language.
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5
    This was a bit of a slog for me. I'm generally of the opinion that poetry should be short, an encapsulated emotion rendered into beautiful language. The strength of a poem comes from fitting a lot of stuff in a small space. "Notes from Irrelevance," seems to be trying to go for the same content-per-line density (sorry, that comes off as sounds really stuffy and pretentious) as a much shorter poem, making it difficult, as far as I'm concerned, to really get much out of. Maybe I'm just old-fashioned when it comes to poetry, but this was just a little too much.
  • Rating: 4 out of 5 stars
    4/5
    "Look & pierce us withthe pang & arrow ofour condition on theplain of life..."--Jack KerouacI savored this book of poetry from the moment it arrived in the mail. The cover design is sublime and the paper and font choice are perfect compliments to the text. Berrigan Anselm. His backwards name lodged itself in my brain for weeks. Even though the book was only 65 pages, it was not a quick or easy read. It was a maze, a bed of nails, a jar of molasses. Insidious, heavy, confusing, intriguing, challenging. Coy even. I tiptoed through the pages, wanting to know more but yet strangely on guard. Berrigan is an analyzer, an internalizer, a P.I. whose client is himself. His trenchant words crackle with angst and yearning, cynicism and intuitiveness. There are no rainbows in this poem, but there is a mighty search for meaning and identity and maybe even absolution. My only complaint is the use -- a la Kerouac -- of "yr" for "your." Had that sort of literary shorthand been used in other instances in the text, it might not have stood out as much.I thoroughly enjoyed this book. An unusual and precocious treat.
  • Rating: 3 out of 5 stars
    3/5
    Notes on Irrelevance comprises one single book-length stanza—65 pages of briskly progressing lyrical writing. I really struggled with this offering from Anselm Berrigan, in spite of the fact that it took me about an hour to read (aloud, as poetry should be read). This book made me feel not very smart because I had a hard time making sense of most of it, even though I am an avid and prolific reader of poetry, and have been for a couple of decades. I feel like one requires at least a Masters degree in English in order to decipher the larger meaning driving this work. Berrigan references his father, alcoholism, fatherhood, and a couple of popular cultural mile markers, and clearly references and critiques the alienation inherent in the experience of (post)modern urban technocratic daily life, but most was unintelligible to me, a middling reader. I found myself struggling to track Berrigan’s briskly winding path through the piece; honestly, I found the experience somewhat akin to maintaining one’s own grounding in conversation with a florid schizophrenic.All of the above notwithstanding, I would not discourage any curious reader to take the leap and dive into this piece. The work is adventurous and innovative. Notes on Irrelevance provides struggling novices like me with a counter example of contemporary poetry as autobiography, confession, and cultural criticism.
  • Rating: 2 out of 5 stars
    2/5
    I realized what I was in for early in this poem, when the author wrote:"But for livingonly in passing in theso-called country I'dkill all its insect life.I would. I'd do itwithout spite orresignation."The themes of the poem remind me of a Woody Allen film. There is a neurotic and urban self-obsession that I did not find myself interested in or capable of identifying with.

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