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[J.M. Coetzee] ✓ Age of Iron [world-war-i PDF] Ebook Epub Download ↠´ In Cape Town, South Africa, An Old Woman Is Dying Of Cancer A Classics Professor, Mrs Curren Has Been Opposed To The Lies And Brutality Of Apartheid All Her Life, But Has Lived Insulated From Its True Horrors Now She Is Suddenly Forced To Come To Terms With The Iron Hearted Rage That The System Has Wrought In An Extended Letter Addressed To Her Daughter, Who Has Long Since Fled To America, Mrs Curren Recounts The Strange Events Of Her Dying Days She Witnesses The Burning Of A Nearby Black Township And Discovers The Bullet Riddled Body Of Her Servant S Son A Teenage Black Activist Hiding In Her House Is Killed By Security Forces And Through It All, Her Only Companion, The Only Person To Whom She Can Confess Her Mounting Anger And Despair, Is A Homeless Man, An Alcoholic, Who One Day Appears On Her Doorstep Brilliantly Crafted And Resonant With Metaphor, Age of Iron Is A Superbly Realized Novel Whose Truths Cut To The Bone The New York Times Book Review If Coetzee s Disgrace is at least partly a meditation on the title word, this earlier novel seems to be partly a musing on the word stupefy Television the parade of politicians every evening their message stupidly unchanging Their feat, after years of etymological meditation on the word, to have raised stupidity to a virtue To stupefy to deprive of feeling to benumb, deaden to stun with amazement Stupid dulled in the faculties, indifferent, destitute of thought or feeling From stupere to be stunned, astounded A gradient from stupid to stunned to astonished, to be turned to stone A message that turns people to stone Boars that devour their offspring The Boar War.
The almost unnamed narrator seeming to be a forerunner of Coetzee s later alter ego Elizabeth Costello rails against stupefaction and fights it from within, but realizes its inevitability as she increasingly needs and pills to nu At the end, when it s time to cross over, what form will the angel take And will you still see it all clearly Mrs Curren lives alone in South Africa Her husband left her many years ago and has since died Her daughter left too, gone to America, promising never to return to the troubled land So Mrs Curren is quite alone when she finds out she has cancer and will soon die That same day, she finds a vagrant outside her house, reeking of urine and decay, sleeping off a drunk under plastic and cardboard.
So, Mrs Curren writes a long letter to her daughter, a real time letter mostly, a four movement symphony in a minor key She invites the vagrant, Mr Vercueil, into her home He will test her, with his foul smell, his alcoholism, his bluntness but he promises, reluctantly, and not convincingly, that he will mail the letter after she is Bambini di ferro, ho pensato Florence, lei stessa di ferro L et del ferro Dopodich segue l et del bronzo.
Quanto, quanto tempo ci vorr ancora, prima che ritornino secondo il loro ciclo ere pi tranquille, l et dell argilla, l et della terra Una matrona sparatana, dal cuore di ferro, che concepisce alla nazione figli guerrieri Siamo orgogliosi di loro Noi Torna a casa con lo scudo oppure sopra lo scudo.
E io Da che parte sta il mio cuore in tutto questo La mia unica figlia lontana migliaia di chilometri, al sicuro, presto io sar cenere e fumo, e allora cosa significa per me che venuto il tempo in cui i bambini disprezzano l infanzia, in cui i bambini si addestrano a vicenda a non sorridere mai, a non piangere mai, a sollevare i pugni in aria come martelli Sudafrica siamo in pieno periodo dell apartheid, Disgrace Disgrace Though it came unbidden, though it filled me with distaste, I considered the thought without flinching He and I pressed breast to breast, eyes closed, going down the old road together Unlikely companions Like travelling in a bus in Sicily, pressed face to face, body to body against a strange man Perhaps that is what the afterlife will be like not a lobby with armchairs and music but a great crowded bus on its way from nowhere to nowhere Standing room only on one s feet forever, crushed against strangers The air thick, stale, full of sighs and murmurs Sorry, sorry Promiscuous contact Forever under the gaze of others An end to private life Promiscuous contact.
Dunque senza dolore niente scrittura una nuova terribile regola Lo stesso giorno in cui il dottor Syfret mi ha comunicato la notizia Una brutta notiziaLo stesso giorno Mrs Curren un insegnante in pensione comincia a scrivere alla figlia emigrata negli Stati Uniti.
Lo stesso giorno in cui scopre che nel vialetto di fianco al garage un vagabondo ha allestito la sua dimora di cartoni e teli di plastica.
Lo stesso giorno in cui inizia ad accorgersi che tutto si sta sgretolandol ora del fuoco, ora di farla finita ora che nasca ci che dalla cenere pu nascere Con un movimento speculare si assiste all avanzare di un male che divora dentro il corpo come fosse una gestazione maligna Allo stesso modo procede a macchia d olio quel processo distruttivo che si nutre di odio, ovvero, l elemento fondante della nazione sud africana.
Mrs E un romanzo sotto forma di lettera indirizzata alla figlia, emigrata negli USA e quindi persa per sempre, da una anziana e colta signora, affetta da un cancro terminale, nella povert del Sudafrica oppresso dall apartheid.
Una riflessione sulla solitudine, sulla responsabilit di aver contribuito a creare, seppur passivamente, una societ violenta e ingiusta, sul tempo che usura corpi e cose, e sul destino dello spirito Una prosa magnifica che offre una lettura profonda, drammatica, inquietante, piena di rabbia, di disperazione, ma anche con un gran fondo di speranzafacile amare un bambino, ma com difficile amare quello in cui il bambino si trasforma Un tempo, con i pugni stretti sulle orecchie e gli occhi serrati nell estasi, anche lui fluttuava nel ventre di una donna, suggeva il s Il pi duro tra i romanzi di Coetzee che ho letto violento e profondamente inquietante, un gioiello della narrativa Coetzee dimostra perentoriamente d essere uno dei pochi uomini capaci di scrivere attraverso gli occhi di una donna, impressionante.
Breakdown of interpersonal relationships, values and family Ruthlessness and exclusion, pervasive cult of strength and youth We all are living in the Age of Iron This novel is like a cry of despair Coetzee speaks with the voice of a dying woman, gradually disinherited from her body, home and country, excluded from the title Age of Iron, from the age of the young and the strong He writes about disintegration of the body and mind and decline of morality Stigmatizes abomination of apartheid painting a landscape of violence and hatred.
But at the same time it is a parable of love The classics professor and homeless tramp It is hard to imagine mismatched pair Novel, written in the form of letter to daughter no offers any easy consolation Love is neither triumphant nor soothing feeling Love is an obligationOn An early novel in Coetzee s list of achievements, Age of Iron, depicts the author s distaste for apartheid, the revolution against it, and gives prescient hints of what was to come of South Africa after Mandela Coetzee has always seemed to this reader an idealist, harping eloquently against human imperfections and the flawed institutions created by such faulty people But he s always seemed to know this about himself, and he s made obvious attempts in his fiction to resolve this inner conflict In Age of Iron, such contradictions couldn t be apparent.
His protagonist here is a Mrs Curren, a former classics professor suffering a terminal case of cancer, who has always looked down on both apartheid and the struggle against it from her academic ivory tower Now, however, the mud and blood of the struggle grasp her personally, and they won t let go Her housekeeper

John Maxwell Coetzee is an author and academic from South Africa He became an Australian citizen in 2006 after relocating there in 2002 A novelist and literary critic as well as a translator, Coetzee has won the Booker Prize twice and was awarded the 2003 Nobel Prize in Literature.