Ein einzigartiges Erlebnis. Ein Roman in "Spindel"-Sonetten. Ein Drama. Ein leidenschaftlicher Schrei nach einer schönen und gestohlenen Welt unter Bedrohung. Ein "Demonstranten", der in einer flachen Höhle in der Kalksteinfelse vor Bathers Beach unter dem kolonialen Round House Gefängnis in Fremantle lebt, wird verhaftet, weil er gegen den Besuch der nuklear bewaffneten 7. Flotte in den späten 80er Jahren demonstriert hat. In den Zellen wird der "Demonstranten" Zeuge von Polizeigewalt und droht zu erzählen, was sie gesehen haben. Ein Akt der Deklaration verstrickt sich mit dem, was außerhalb der Zellen geschieht. Diese eindringliche Beschwörung blickt vor und nach diesen Ereignissen bis in die Gegenwart zurück. Das Meer, die Küste um Fremantle, der "Scarp", alle kommen in einem Werk ins Spiel, das versucht, den Weltraum zu entkolonisieren, die nukleare, militärische und koloniale Macht zu bestreiten, ohne irgendwelche Rechte über Land zu beanspruchen.
In diesem versierten Roman verwendet Kinsella nie ganz Audens Satz in Der Fall Roms - "ganz anderswo - aber wir spüren die Prioritäten und das Urteil der natürlichen Umwelt und einer älteren Welt. Küstenvögel und Delfine gehören zu seinen Beobachtern, und auch wir spüren den Wind und die Meeresströmungen fallen und steigen, so dass wir uns trotz Überwachung und Stille auch daran erinnern und Zeugen ablegen können." - Kim Scott
Ein Buch gegen Lachen und Vergessen, wenn es jemals eines gab. Beweglich, glühend, leise verheerend... Cellnight ist besinnlich, heftig elegisch und eine Panorama-Ode an das Land Whadjuk Noongar und Anti-Ode an seine Kolonialüberlagerung. Wie Kendrick Lamar sagte: Der Richter nimmt sich Zeit. Kinsella auch." - Declan Fry
Cellnight zu öffnen bedeutet, John Kinsella's Katzen-Wiege eines Vers-Romans zu begegnen – sich schneidende Fäden, die zwischen Gefängnisbars, Protestschildern, Alkoholflaschen und Kriegsschiffen gezogen werden. Gefiederte Besucher huschen auch zwischen den narrativen Fasern und zeugen von den Fäusten, die über anfällige und verletzliche Körper in den karceralen Ecken einer anschwellenden Hafenstadt erhoben wurden. - Cass Lynch
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Paperback. Zustand: new. Paperback. A unique experience. A novel in spindle sonnets. A drama. An impassioned cry for a beautiful and stolen world under threat. A protester who has been living in a shallow cave in the limestone cliff in front of Bathers Beach under the colonial Round House prison in Fremantle is arrested for demonstrating against the late 80s visit of the nuclear-armed 7th Fleet. In the cells the protester witnesses police violence and threatens to tell what they have seen. An act of declaration becomes entangled with what is happening outside the cells. This haunting incantation looks back before and after these events, to the present day. The sea, the coast around Fremantle, the 'Scarp', all come into play in a work that attempts to decolonise the space, to contest nuclear, military and colonial power without claiming any rights over country.In this verse-paced novel Kinsella never quite uses Audens phrase in The Fall of Rome altogether elsewhere but we sense the priorities and judgement of the natural environment, and of an older world. Coastal birds and dolphins are among his observers, and we too feel the wind and ocean currents fall and rise so that, despite surveillance and silencing, we may also remember and join in bearing witness. Kim ScottA book against laughter and forgetting if ever there was one. Moving, incandescent, quietly devastatingCellnight is contemplative, fiercely elegiac, and a panoramic ode to Whadjuk Noongar country and anti-ode to its settler colonial overlay. As Kendrick Lamar said: the judge make time. So does Kinsella. Declan FryTo open Cellnight is to encounter John Kinsellas cats cradle of a verse novel intersecting threads pulled tight and tense between prison bars, protest signs, booze bottles and warships. Feathered visitors also flit among the narrative fibres, bearing witness to the fists raised over prone and vulnerable bodies in the carceral corners of a swelling port city. Cass Lynch Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability. Bestandsnummer des Verkäufers 9780648414094
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Paperback. Zustand: new. Paperback. A unique experience. A novel in spindle sonnets. A drama. An impassioned cry for a beautiful and stolen world under threat. A protester who has been living in a shallow cave in the limestone cliff in front of Bathers Beach under the colonial Round House prison in Fremantle is arrested for demonstrating against the late 80s visit of the nuclear-armed 7th Fleet. In the cells the protester witnesses police violence and threatens to tell what they have seen. An act of declaration becomes entangled with what is happening outside the cells. This haunting incantation looks back before and after these events, to the present day. The sea, the coast around Fremantle, the 'Scarp', all come into play in a work that attempts to decolonise the space, to contest nuclear, military and colonial power without claiming any rights over country.In this verse-paced novel Kinsella never quite uses Audens phrase in The Fall of Rome altogether elsewhere but we sense the priorities and judgement of the natural environment, and of an older world. Coastal birds and dolphins are among his observers, and we too feel the wind and ocean currents fall and rise so that, despite surveillance and silencing, we may also remember and join in bearing witness. Kim ScottA book against laughter and forgetting if ever there was one. Moving, incandescent, quietly devastatingCellnight is contemplative, fiercely elegiac, and a panoramic ode to Whadjuk Noongar country and anti-ode to its settler colonial overlay. As Kendrick Lamar said: the judge make time. So does Kinsella. Declan FryTo open Cellnight is to encounter John Kinsellas cats cradle of a verse novel intersecting threads pulled tight and tense between prison bars, protest signs, booze bottles and warships. Feathered visitors also flit among the narrative fibres, bearing witness to the fists raised over prone and vulnerable bodies in the carceral corners of a swelling port city. Cass Lynch Shipping may be from our Sydney, NSW warehouse or from our UK or US warehouse, depending on stock availability. Bestandsnummer des Verkäufers 9780648414094
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Paperback. Zustand: new. Paperback. A unique experience. A novel in spindle sonnets. A drama. An impassioned cry for a beautiful and stolen world under threat. A protester who has been living in a shallow cave in the limestone cliff in front of Bathers Beach under the colonial Round House prison in Fremantle is arrested for demonstrating against the late 80s visit of the nuclear-armed 7th Fleet. In the cells the protester witnesses police violence and threatens to tell what they have seen. An act of declaration becomes entangled with what is happening outside the cells. This haunting incantation looks back before and after these events, to the present day. The sea, the coast around Fremantle, the 'Scarp', all come into play in a work that attempts to decolonise the space, to contest nuclear, military and colonial power without claiming any rights over country.In this verse-paced novel Kinsella never quite uses Audens phrase in The Fall of Rome altogether elsewhere but we sense the priorities and judgement of the natural environment, and of an older world. Coastal birds and dolphins are among his observers, and we too feel the wind and ocean currents fall and rise so that, despite surveillance and silencing, we may also remember and join in bearing witness. Kim ScottA book against laughter and forgetting if ever there was one. Moving, incandescent, quietly devastatingCellnight is contemplative, fiercely elegiac, and a panoramic ode to Whadjuk Noongar country and anti-ode to its settler colonial overlay. As Kendrick Lamar said: the judge make time. So does Kinsella. Declan FryTo open Cellnight is to encounter John Kinsellas cats cradle of a verse novel intersecting threads pulled tight and tense between prison bars, protest signs, booze bottles and warships. Feathered visitors also flit among the narrative fibres, bearing witness to the fists raised over prone and vulnerable bodies in the carceral corners of a swelling port city. Cass Lynch Shipping may be from our UK warehouse or from our Australian or US warehouses, depending on stock availability. Bestandsnummer des Verkäufers 9780648414094
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