Save kultförfattaren from the dödslängtarnas grip

In the förfjol was ”Relieved” to Swedish, and now Ulvens prosadebut ”grave goods”. Well, it takes a good ear in order to bring the language into his mother tongue, and if you don't have the experience you don't förgänglighetens power with the same precision.

Almost comic intensity.

Or, förgänglighetens endless, life-sustaining sound of the waves. It is the language besides you to begin with, in order to outline the ”grave goods”. ”You will not be into the same vent twice,” he says. The novel consists of schedule – a: In piece is captured on vinyl on the 22nd of november, 1953, a visit to a guest house, a fragment, from a historical novel, or a drive with a dödsbud of a woman, surrounded by erotic fantasies.

the Book flows forward with humanity's flotsam, fragmentets dead, but it is not a silent witness, the memories of the sediments, and the despair skull & crossbones, a skelettdel that turneras with his, almost comical intensity, similar to the theme in a piece of music.

There is a great distance between the points, it's the nineteen-eighties, when he began to write, at a time when the senmodernistisk prosakonst even invited poets to bring poetry into the novel, and transform it. To compare with the present time, in which the poets: ”take the next step of the warmth,” and takes on an epic power suit that would be novel, as a way to grow up, or, at least, of a porous samtidsmonument.

and the light is a fossil.