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    (Pdf Read) Oceano mare Let me Drown in this gorgeous book One of the first books I read with an overall poetic prose a speculative fiction of sorts It's been years decades lifetime maybe but I feel like I'm still adrift in that ocean

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Oceano mare

Oceano mare review  eBook or Kindle ePUB read Å eBook or Kindle ePUB É Alessandro Baricco read Oceano mare The sea by a desperate father's last hope An intricate web of destinies and associations begins to reveal itself but it is not until the arrival of a mysterious sailor called A. And the award for getting me out of my comfort zone goes to Alessandro Baricco I have never read anything written by him and I m not sure I will in the near future but this little thing was like a breath of somewhat fresh air Yes yes yes it s about the sea the overwhelming powerful healing cruel regenerating etc sea And about the not so original idea of bringing a bunch of unknown totally different people together And how the sea is their friend or nemesis how it all starts where Plasson and ends where Bartleboom with itSometimes I felt I was eating a leftover salad with different things thrown in the mix theater poetry stream of consciousness and I was trying to identify which is which separate potatoes from onions and olives but then again a salad is a salad it s better not to overthink it I am no fan of postmodernism but I did like his writing even though it sounded a bit pretentious here and there Oh and that particular episode with Bartleboom trying to find the woman of his dreams that was the funniest thing I ve read in yearsAnd yes I went to the sea while reading the book and I thought about it how cheesy is that

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Oceano mare review  eBook or Kindle ePUB read Å eBook or Kindle ePUB É Alessandro Baricco read Oceano mare Dams that the truth in all its dreamlike beauty and cruelty becomes clearAlternately playful and profoundly serious Baricco's novel surges with the hypnotic power of the ocean s. This is one of those books I always return to be it I m feeling a tad melancholic or happy beyond words or sad beyond a doubt Baricco s lyrical style and the ease in which his sentences flow is very similar to the river and the metaphor of the oceansea he uses in this work and others You feel kind of lulled by the language taken on a slow magical journey and the emotions it invokes are also as diverse and as soft I don t know how better to describe it but this book has so much beauty it s simply overwhelming I understand this may not appeal to some readers and there are times when his imagery and descriptions could be said to be a bit self indulgent but I didn t really mind these one or two moments because on the whole the book was stunning The story itself stories that is is also dream like and sort of airy there isn t a lot that happens per se not in the usual sense For me it mostly felt like reading someone s letters and in some cases that was the case or diary or just seeing flashbacks from a person s past The book has a very surreal uality to it and as such I think it should be regarded as poetry or a painting because it invokes that kind of a sentiment that of a brilliant piece of art

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Oceano mare review  eBook or Kindle ePUB read Å eBook or Kindle ePUB É Alessandro Baricco read Oceano mare A handful of disparate lives converge at a remote seaside inn a lovelorn professor a renowned painter an inscrutable seductress and a beautiful young girl fatally ill brought to. Sand as far as the eye can see between the last hills and the sea the sea in the cold air of an afternoon almost past and blessed by the wind that always blows from the northThe beach And the seaIt could be perfection an image for divine eyes a world that happens that is all the mute existence of land and water a work perfectly accomplished truth but once again it is the redeeming grain of a man that jams the mechanism of that paradise a trifle capable on its own of suspending all that great apparatus of inexorable truth a mere nothing but one planted in the sand an imperceptible tear in the surface of that sacred icon a minuscule exception come to rest on the perfection of that boundless beach From afar he would be no than a black dot amid nothingness the nothing of a man and a painter s easelThe easel is anchored by slender cords to four stones placed on the sand It sways imperceptibly in the wind that always blows from the north The man is wearing waders and a large fisherman s jacket He is standing facing the sea twirling a slim paintbrush between his fingers On the easel a canvasHe is like a sentinel this you must realize standing there to defend that part of the world from the silent invasion of perfection a small crack that fragments that spectacular stage set of being As it is always like this you need only the glimmer of a man to wound the repose of that which would otherwise be a split second away from becoming truth but instead immediately becomes suspense and doubt once because of the simple and infinite power of that man who is a slit a chink a small doorway through which return a flood of stories and the enormous inventory of what of what could be an infinite gash a marvelous wounda path made of thousands of steps where nothing can be true any but everything will be just as the steps are of that woman who wrapped up in a purple cloak her head covered is pacing the beach with measured tread skirting the backwash of of the sea her feet tracing furrows from right to left across what is by then the lost perfection of the great picture consuming the distance that separates her from the man until she comes to within a few paces of him and then right beside him where it takes nothing to pause and silently look onThe man does not even turn He continues staring out at the sea Silence From time to time he dips the brush in a copper cup and makes a few light strokes on the canvas In their wake the bristles of the brush leave a shadow of the palest obscurity that the wind immediately dries bringing the pristine white back to the surface Water In the copper cup there is only water And on the canvas nothing Nothing that may be seenThe north wind blows as it always does and the woman pulls her purple cloak closer around her

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  • Oceano mare
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  • 24 August 2019
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