Dreams at the End of the NightBorn in 1964 in Prague, Ewald Murrer belongs to that generation of Czech artists who came of age during the last years of the communist regime and who immediately afterward began to have their work disseminated in official publications. He is the author of numerous volumes of poetry in his native language and has appeared in anthologies and journals internationally. He is also the author of The Diary of Mr. Pinke. "Ewald Murrer has produced a book that perhaps seems at first to be a catalog of illustrations to Freud's The Interpretation of Dreams, but which ultimately, and primarily, awaits a sign, i.e., searches for meaning. Murrer rather clairvoyantly mirrors himself as author, and this is done expressly in the text. At the end of the 20th century he has portrayed a celebration of boredom, the stifling of which by momentary ecstasy, or Ecstasy, is futile. The transformation of illusion into disillusion occurs at the moment when drugs (of any sort) cease to have an effect, and Murrer goes further than many of his contemporary unfortunates in admitting the consequence. |
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Page 38
... creatures from the realms of water and air , raked out of the hillsides , gained from the wood of trees , the colossal bodies of various animals , blood hot and cold , seaweeds , sweet- smelling herbs , edible flowers , spices , oils ...
... creatures from the realms of water and air , raked out of the hillsides , gained from the wood of trees , the colossal bodies of various animals , blood hot and cold , seaweeds , sweet- smelling herbs , edible flowers , spices , oils ...
Page 89
... creature wrote her epistles in blood ; even now I can smell the sweet metallic fragrance of those sheets . She ... creatures . I would listen to him attentively , for I knew he was Carmen's medium . " The doors to the Institute of ...
... creature wrote her epistles in blood ; even now I can smell the sweet metallic fragrance of those sheets . She ... creatures . I would listen to him attentively , for I knew he was Carmen's medium . " The doors to the Institute of ...
Page 104
... creatures watched him with small , expressionless eyes . They grabbed him , and his body was sundered , devoured . Each por- tion of him passed through their entrails , that in the secluded murkiness of the orchard it could be defecated ...
... creatures watched him with small , expressionless eyes . They grabbed him , and his body was sundered , devoured . Each por- tion of him passed through their entrails , that in the secluded murkiness of the orchard it could be defecated ...
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