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(an excerpt from the novel)I'm like water in a dam – on the surface the laughter of swimmers, underwater the [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:18+00:00 September 1st, 2005|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 44|0 Comments
(an excerpt from the novel)I'm like water in a dam – on the surface the laughter of swimmers, underwater the [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:18+00:00 September 1st, 2005|Categories: Essays, Literature, Blesok no. 44|0 Comments
Things were different in Slovenia before 1991. It was part of ex-Yugoslavia where two million inhabitants, eight percent of the [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:19+00:00 September 1st, 2005|Categories: Essays, Literature, Blesok no. 44|0 Comments
In his article “Signature Event Context”, Jacques Derrida refers to how writing is assumed to be a “means of communication” [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:19+00:00 September 1st, 2005|Categories: Reviews, Literature, Blesok no. 44|0 Comments
#1 The first encounter I had with MTC Cronin’s poems was while I was preparing the Babylonia CD-ROM for publication, [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:19+00:00 September 1st, 2005|Categories: Reviews, Literature, Blesok no. 44|0 Comments
At a first glance, Joyce is a repulsive icon of modern literature. The academic circles often use his life and [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:19+00:00 September 1st, 2005|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 44|0 Comments
It’s for the third time in my life that I’m carrying someone’s cross. I’m the first one in the procession. [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:20+00:00 July 1st, 2005|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 43|0 Comments
Translated by: Helena Berg, Fiona SampsonLanguage says: Before Language there stands a language. Language is tainted traces from over there. [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:20+00:00 July 1st, 2005|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 43|0 Comments
Strange now to recollect them who were once more real than ourselves. Strange to have them motionless in photographs, uttering [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:20+00:00 July 1st, 2005|Categories: Prose, Literature, Blesok no. 43|0 Comments
It was a beautiful March evening; a light layer of cloud veiled the sky. Crimson sunrays came out of that [...]
admin 2018-08-21T17:23:20+00:00 July 1st, 2005|Categories: Essays, Literature, Blesok no. 43|0 Comments
Just one word on literary criticism. That will do, in fact, it might even be too many. In more than [...]