{"id":12518,"date":"2022-10-24T22:06:11","date_gmt":"2022-10-25T02:06:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.lettersandsodas.com\/books\/?p=12518"},"modified":"2022-10-24T22:06:11","modified_gmt":"2022-10-25T02:06:11","slug":"the-divorce-by-cesar-airatranslated-by-chris-andrews","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/the-divorce-by-cesar-airatranslated-by-chris-andrews\/","title":{"rendered":"The Divorce by C\u00e9sar AiraTranslated by Chris Andrews"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In her introduction to the English translation of this book, Patti Smith writes that <em>The Divorce<\/em> &#8220;outlines the process for those wishing to comprehend or to experience the expansive possibilities of a single moment&#8221; (viii). That is a perfect description of this book, though it wasn&#8217;t exactly what I was expecting when I first picked it up. Our narrator is a recently-divorced man who has decided to spend some time in Buenos Aires in December: a Southern Hemisphere summer seems better than a Northern Hemisphere winter and an awkward Christmas with his daughter (who&#8217;s in kindergarten) and his ex-wife. He has some acquaintances in Buenos Aires; late in the book we learn that he &#8220;had lectured on Borges in Providence&#8221; and that the Buenos Aires neighborhood where he&#8217;s staying is &#8220;the place where Borges had spent his childhood and discovered literature&#8221; (84). &#8220;The games that Borges had played with space-time in his work were secondary to his art of storytelling; his presence hovered over the neighborhood where I had come to stay&#8221; (<i>ibid.<\/i>). This all seems significant to the narrative of <em>The Divorce<\/em> itself, which delves into a series of often-surreal connections and backstories and characters that relate, however tangentially, to a chance reunion the narrator witnesses at the outdoor tables of a caf\u00e9. <\/p>\n<p>There are a whole lot of great sentences and images and moments in this short book. I like how the narrator says this: &#8220;In the absence of significant others, I had the liberating sensation of being absent from myself&#8221; (4). And I like how he describes the weather and the setting: &#8220;the lengthy evenings, and the leaves on the trees, whose high branches met over the streets, and the air washed clean by daily showers&#8221; (<em>ibid.<\/em>) There is a moment where moths take the shape of a building; there is a moment where a man lights a candle to see the shadows another man casts as he gesticulates to himself; there is a childhood memory to do with a village&#8217;s &#8220;roster for taking Krishna out on Sundays&#8221; from the shrine (and this is not a statue of Krishna, but somehow actually Krishna); there is a mysterious Manual that lets a fourteen-year-old-girl run a company by following its instructions; there is a moment where a woman buys a plastic Christmas tree by feel, in a store during a blackout. I especially loved the last section, with its story of a mysterious woman and a romance cut short.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In her introduction to the English translation of this book, Patti Smith writes that The Divorce &#8220;outlines the process for those wishing to comprehend or to experience the expansive possibilities of a single moment&#8221; (viii). That is a perfect description of this book, though it wasn&#8217;t exactly what I was expecting when I first picked [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[5],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12518","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fiction"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12518","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12518"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12518\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12518"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12518"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lettersandsodas.com\/books\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12518"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}