Thursday, November 20, 2014

Och Ett Skepp... - Bodil Malmsten

Like many other Swedes I am very fond of ageing writer Malmsten (despite having never read a line of her poetry) as I have been of the previous parts of her life's logbook. 

Here, she has returned from France to Stockholm and is meditating on what has become of her home country.

The problem with being ageing and discontent is that it's terribly hard not to sound like an old schnock. Malmsten unfortunately does precisely that, from time to time, albeit a very witty schnock, with razor-sharp phrasings and an elegant style.



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