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Nous étions le sel de la mer

Nous étions le sel de la mer

Cyrille said that all truth is ever-flowing and elusive. Those who go to sea know that anything atop the waves is forever breaking up and reforming. Differently. He said that the wind, the current, and the ocean swell are insatiable; that you could never be too careful, even on a glassy sea.

PETINF14-QuebecReads-Favicon-32x32Translation by David Warriner
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ZORA, un conte cruel

ZORA, un conte cruel

“On the docks Tuomas had appointments with merchants from far-off lands. He bought jaborandi leaves from Brazilian dealers. Zora had heard him lose his temper in Chinese with a merchant from the court of the Qing dynasty who had been asking an exorbitant price for three swallows’ nests. She had seen him kiss on both cheeks a hirsute Iberian who had come to sell him bismuth. On the wharfs, in the grimy little cafés where Tuomas conducted his business, Russians, Swedes, Asians, and lanky Saxons with greasy moustaches drank alcohol, played dice, hurled abuse at each other, and stared at Zora with wide animal eyes.”

PETINF14-QuebecReads-Favicon-32x32Translation by Peter McCambridge
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ZORA, un conte cruel

ZORA, un conte cruel

Set in a make-believe 19th century Finland, Zora is beautifully written literary fiction. It’s much more than page-turning fantasy, although the pages turn almost by themselves. First and foremost, it’s original. Above all else, it’s a story. And what a story. What a book.

PETINF14-QuebecReads-Favicon-32x32Review by Peter McCambridge
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Le chant de la terre innue

Le chant de la terre innue

To the north, shoulders leaning over the rim of the horizon, mountains crane their broad necks to peer into the depths. Slowly, wind and time relieve them of their own weight: they fill out like geese, then lift their necks and take off into a sea of stars. Other mountains, closer to me, come brand new out of the ground, take the same path, and prepare for their mass migration through the black waters of the night.

PETINF14-QuebecReads-Favicon-32x32Translation by Peter McCambridge
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Le chant de la terre innue

Le chant de la terre innue

A mother bear has her life spared by a hunter and celebrates by flinging salmon at her young. Far-off storms rumble in the distance. Clouds become heavy as mountains. It rains for days and nights at a time. An igloo is a “den of ivory where time has fallen asleep,” time itself “nothing more than a glacial night, death as far as the eye can see.”

Le chant de la terre innue is a book of images. A novel on time and space and nature. A novel of time and space and nature. Beautiful descriptions follow each other seamlessly, never feeling gaudy or overdone.

PETINF14-QuebecReads-Favicon-32x32Review by Peter McCambridge
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