The Dragonfly Sea
A novel
(Sprache: Englisch)
NAMED A REAL SIMPLE BOOK OF THE YEAR
From the award-winning author of Dust comes a vibrant, stunning coming-of-age novel about a young woman struggling to find her place in a vast world--a poignant exploration of fate, mortality, love, and...
From the award-winning author of Dust comes a vibrant, stunning coming-of-age novel about a young woman struggling to find her place in a vast world--a poignant exploration of fate, mortality, love, and...
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NAMED A REAL SIMPLE BOOK OF THE YEARFrom the award-winning author of Dust comes a vibrant, stunning coming-of-age novel about a young woman struggling to find her place in a vast world--a poignant exploration of fate, mortality, love, and loss.
On the island of Pate, off the coast of Kenya, lives solitary, stubborn Ayaana and her mother, Munira. When a sailor named Muhidin, also an outsider, enters their lives, Ayaana finds something she has never had before: a father. But as Ayaana grows into adulthood, forces of nature and history begin to reshape her life and the island itself--from a taciturn visitor with a murky past to a sanctuary-seeking religious extremist, from dragonflies to a tsunami, from black-clad kidnappers to cultural emissaries from China. Ayaana ends up embarking on a dramatic ship's journey to the Far East, where she will discover friends and enemies; be seduced by the charming but unreliable scion of a powerful Turkish business family; reclaim her devotion to the sea; and come to find her own tenuous place amid a landscape of beauty and violence and surprising joy. Told with a glorious lyricism and an unerring sense of compassion, The Dragonfly Sea is a transcendent story of adventure, fraught choices, and of the inexorable need for shelter in a dangerous world.
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Roho ni mgeni.The soul is a visitor (stranger).
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To cross the vast ocean to their south, water-chasing dragonflies with forebears in Northern India had hitched a ride on a sedate in-between seasons morning wind, one of the monsoon s introits, the matlai. One day in 1992, four generations later, under dark-purplish-blue clouds, these fleeting beings settled on the mangrove-fringed southwest coast of a little girl s island. The matlai conspired with a shimmering full moon to charge the island, its fishermen, prophets, traders, seamen, seawomen, healers, shipbuilders, dreamers, tailors, madmen, teachers, mothers, and fathers with a fretfulness that mirrored the slow-churning turquoise sea.
Dusk stalked the Lamu Archipelago s largest and sullenest island, trudging from Siyu on the north coast, upending Kizingitini s fishing fleets before swooping southwest to brood over a Pate Town that was already moldering in the malaise of unrequited yearnings. Bruised by endless deeds of guile, siege, war, and seduction, like the island that contained it, Pate Town marked melancholic time. A leaden sky poured dull-red light over a crowd of petulant ghosts, dormant feuds, forfeited glories, invisible roads, and congealing millennia-old conspiracies. Weaker light leached into ancient crevices, tombs, and ruins, and signaled to a people who were willing to cohabit with tragedy, trusting that time transformed even cataclysms into echoes.
Deep inside Pate, a cock crowed, and from the depths of space a summons, the Adhan, crescendoed. Sea winds tugged at a little girl s lemon-green headscarf, revealing dense, black curly hair that blew into her eyes. From within her mangrove hideout, the scrawny seven-year-old, wearing an oversized floral dress that she was supposed to grow into, watched dense storm clouds hobble inland. She decided that these were a monster s footsteps, a monster whose strides left streaks of pink light on
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the sky. Seawater lapped at her knees, and her bare feet sank into the black sand as she clutched another scrawny being, a purring dirty-white kitten. She was betting that the storm her monster would reach land before a passenger-laden dau now muddling its way toward the cracked wharf to the right of her. She held her breath. Home-comers, she called all passengers. Wajio. The child could rely on such home-comers to be jolted like marionettes whenever there was a hint of rain. She giggled in anticipation as the midsized dau, with Bi Kidude painted in flaking yellow, eased into the creek.
Scattered, soft raindrops.
The thunder s spirited rumbling caused every home-comer to raise his or her eyes skyward and squawk like a hornbill. The watching girl sniggered as she stroked her kitten, pinching its fur in her thrill. It mewled. Shhh, she whispered back as she peered through mangrove leaves, the better to study the passengers drizzle-blurred faces a child looking for and gathering words, images, sounds, moods, colors, conversations, and shapes, which she could store in one of the shelves of her soul, to retrieve later and reflect upon.
Every day, in secret, she went to and stood by the portals of this sea, her sea. She was waiting for Someone.
The girl now moved the kitten from her right to her left shoulder. Its extra-large blue eyes followed the dance of eight golden dragonflies hovering close by. Thunder. The dau drew parallel to the girl, and she fixated on a man in a cream-colored suit who was slumped over the vessel s edge. She was about to cackle at his discomfort when a high and harried voice intruded:
Ayaaaana!
Her surveillance of the man was interrupted as lightning spli
Scattered, soft raindrops.
The thunder s spirited rumbling caused every home-comer to raise his or her eyes skyward and squawk like a hornbill. The watching girl sniggered as she stroked her kitten, pinching its fur in her thrill. It mewled. Shhh, she whispered back as she peered through mangrove leaves, the better to study the passengers drizzle-blurred faces a child looking for and gathering words, images, sounds, moods, colors, conversations, and shapes, which she could store in one of the shelves of her soul, to retrieve later and reflect upon.
Every day, in secret, she went to and stood by the portals of this sea, her sea. She was waiting for Someone.
The girl now moved the kitten from her right to her left shoulder. Its extra-large blue eyes followed the dance of eight golden dragonflies hovering close by. Thunder. The dau drew parallel to the girl, and she fixated on a man in a cream-colored suit who was slumped over the vessel s edge. She was about to cackle at his discomfort when a high and harried voice intruded:
Ayaaaana!
Her surveillance of the man was interrupted as lightning spli
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Autoren-Porträt von Yvonne Adhiambo Owuor
YVONNE ADHIAMBO OWUOR was born in Kenya. She is the author of the novel Dust, which was shortlisted for the Folio Prize. Winner of the Caine Prize for African Writing, she has also received an Iowa Writers' Fellowship. Her work has appeared in McSweeney's and other publications, and she has been a TEDx Nairobi speaker and a Lannan Foundation resident. She lives in Nairobi, Kenya.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Yvonne Adhiambo Owuor
- 2020, 512 Seiten, Maße: 13 x 20,3 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: VINTAGE
- ISBN-10: 1101973625
- ISBN-13: 9781101973622
- Erscheinungsdatum: 25.01.2021
Sprache:
Englisch
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A dazzling coming-of-age tale . . . This lushly written epic of contemporary cultural clashes and world politics is as magically enveloping as a fairy tale. PeopleReaders who gravitate toward glorious prose will find a feast in The Dragonfly Sea . . . Mesmerizing . . . The story is deftly interwoven with a sense of life s fragility . . . The author brings the story full circle with passages that dazzle and enlighten. Barbara Clark, BookPage
With a rich and enormous cast of global characters, Owuor depicts the cultural complexities of East Africa in a stirring story of loss and discovery. Barbara VanDenburgh, USA Today
Owuor weaves elements of a haunting coming-of-age novel, a seductive romance, and a fascinating historical . . . Lyrical, luminous . . . The scent of rosewater wafts from each page . . . A stunning novel. Sally Bissell, Library Journal (starred)
A stunning portrait of a young woman, setting off on a journey in which she encounters struggle, adventure, and great beauty. Southern Living
Yvonne Adhiambo Owuor to my mind, one of the most impressive and breathtaking authors to emerge from Africa in recent years . . . Owuor writes in heart-stopping bursts of imagery and retooled language, all the while unspooling a story that is never less than riveting. With her second novel, Owuor continues to carve out her own literary territory and hone a voice that is gloriously unique. Vanity Fair The Best Books of 2019 So Far
The novel spans several lives, two continents, one body of water and at least six languages, but what holds it together is not a person, place or tongue. Rather it s a certain oceanic feeling (to lift a line from Freud, who lifted it from Romain Rolland), a sensation of oneness with the universe . . . In its omnivorous interest in the world, The Dragonfly Sea is a paean to both cultural diffusion and difference . . . On the other hand, the
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novel insists with equal force that its cosmopolitanism is deeply compatible with cruelty . . . As much as The Dragonfly Sea traces the globe, it also depicts an internal pilgrimage, its heroine in rose attar a broken saint. Shaj Mathew, New York Times Book Review
This sophomore novel from one of Africa s most exciting voices in fiction delivers on expectations . . . The Dragonfly Sea is a continent-hopping novel of epic proportions. Elena Nicolaou, Refinery29
A magisterial novel . . . Sweeping . . . Gorgeous . . . Heart-rendingly lyrical . . . Owuor has ultimately written a novel that is about everything the war on terror cannot register: the vastness, complexity, and richness of East Africa s cultural world. She represents it as a stunning mélange of Islamic and African cultural traditions that are woven together via the motif of the sea . . . Owuor s language is so lush, and her vision so vibrant, that [it] feels like sinking down into the intricacy of East Africa. Kirkus Reviews (starred)
Still more brilliance from Africa . . . An exhilarating big novel, altogether so beautiful you often won t know whether to laugh or cry . . . To read it is to be a kid again . . . Just a wonderfully good time. George Ernsberger, Shawangunk Journal
Owuor brings to life a beautiful story of loss and compassion . . . Elucidating her characters emotions and struggles, Owuor takes readers to the core of each one and shows that even in the face of heartache and betrayal, there is always a path to redemption. Melissa Norstedt, Booklist
Through deep, poetic prose, Owuor draws the reader into the sweeping currents of life at the turn of the 21st century in this non-Western world . . . Owour weaves all of these influences deftly into a stunningly rich story that taps the deepest questions of belonging and relationship. Aimee Appell, The Missourian
In this sprawling, beautiful novel from Owuor, a real-life occurrence of a Kenyan woman traveling to China after learning of her Chinese heritage forms the backdrop for a moving story of loss and discovery . . . Brilliantly capturing Ayaana s sense of loss of her home and her family, as well as her hope for the future, Owuor s mesmerizing prose lays bare the swirling global currents that Ayaana is trapped within. With a rollicking narrative and exceptional writing, this epic establishes Owuor as a considerable talent. Publishers Weekly (starred)
You will smell the sea, be swayed by its currents and feel the texture of the place with every flip of the page . . . It will transport you to other lands, and also break your heart. Thankfully, when the characters are reshaped by the waters and find themselves again, you will also patch yourself together . . . A mesmerizing rendering of a little talked about island and its people. The East African (Kenya)
Unprecedented . . . The aptness of the descriptions, the exactness of geographies and the intricate histories of hurt tell of extensive research and very serious reading behind it . . . The Dragonfly Sea offers a new journey of liberation, discovery, reflection, interaction and even new imagination. The Daily Nation (Kenya)
People, music, languages sail back and forth; The Dragonfly Sea colorfully dips in and out of several languages . . . [a] lyrical and contemplative book. Asian Review of Books
This sophomore novel from one of Africa s most exciting voices in fiction delivers on expectations . . . The Dragonfly Sea is a continent-hopping novel of epic proportions. Elena Nicolaou, Refinery29
A magisterial novel . . . Sweeping . . . Gorgeous . . . Heart-rendingly lyrical . . . Owuor has ultimately written a novel that is about everything the war on terror cannot register: the vastness, complexity, and richness of East Africa s cultural world. She represents it as a stunning mélange of Islamic and African cultural traditions that are woven together via the motif of the sea . . . Owuor s language is so lush, and her vision so vibrant, that [it] feels like sinking down into the intricacy of East Africa. Kirkus Reviews (starred)
Still more brilliance from Africa . . . An exhilarating big novel, altogether so beautiful you often won t know whether to laugh or cry . . . To read it is to be a kid again . . . Just a wonderfully good time. George Ernsberger, Shawangunk Journal
Owuor brings to life a beautiful story of loss and compassion . . . Elucidating her characters emotions and struggles, Owuor takes readers to the core of each one and shows that even in the face of heartache and betrayal, there is always a path to redemption. Melissa Norstedt, Booklist
Through deep, poetic prose, Owuor draws the reader into the sweeping currents of life at the turn of the 21st century in this non-Western world . . . Owour weaves all of these influences deftly into a stunningly rich story that taps the deepest questions of belonging and relationship. Aimee Appell, The Missourian
In this sprawling, beautiful novel from Owuor, a real-life occurrence of a Kenyan woman traveling to China after learning of her Chinese heritage forms the backdrop for a moving story of loss and discovery . . . Brilliantly capturing Ayaana s sense of loss of her home and her family, as well as her hope for the future, Owuor s mesmerizing prose lays bare the swirling global currents that Ayaana is trapped within. With a rollicking narrative and exceptional writing, this epic establishes Owuor as a considerable talent. Publishers Weekly (starred)
You will smell the sea, be swayed by its currents and feel the texture of the place with every flip of the page . . . It will transport you to other lands, and also break your heart. Thankfully, when the characters are reshaped by the waters and find themselves again, you will also patch yourself together . . . A mesmerizing rendering of a little talked about island and its people. The East African (Kenya)
Unprecedented . . . The aptness of the descriptions, the exactness of geographies and the intricate histories of hurt tell of extensive research and very serious reading behind it . . . The Dragonfly Sea offers a new journey of liberation, discovery, reflection, interaction and even new imagination. The Daily Nation (Kenya)
People, music, languages sail back and forth; The Dragonfly Sea colorfully dips in and out of several languages . . . [a] lyrical and contemplative book. Asian Review of Books
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