The fact that Elena Poniatowska y Edgardo cozarinsky They are two renowned writers, Mexican and Argentine respectively, gives a more exotic point to both in their literary career in Spanish.
Heraldic anecdotes aside and focusing on Cozarinsky, this multidisciplinary creator It starts with that creative "advantage" of what has been lived, of the baggage gathered between exiles, nostalgia, learning, physical and emotional comings and goings, with that vision of life from the best of prisms to end up telling it.
And in the end that vitality overflows and overflows in each novel or story made in Cozarinsky, it was just a matter of imagination putting the rest, disguising scenes of beloved Buenos Aires or the last corner of the world where a soul can get lost.
With that balance between Argentine prose delicacy, bitterness and morriña, lucidity and shameless pride of characters that are known to be transcendental, to read Cozarinsky is to open windows of the soul with its screeching and dragging necessary to enjoy new currents of fresh air.
Top 3 Recommended Novels by Edgardo Cozarinsky
Night shift
We insist (or perhaps we need it), to transform our past towards the idealization, exaggeration, the hyperbole of a theatrical performance of ours. A stellar intervention in a world of which little by little we gain awareness that we are leaving without having practically been actors of anything. Lucia walks with her dilemmas about what she was and what she has left. A marvelous novel about the dilemma of fleeting time capable of making us completely blind.
While Lucía travels to Buenos Aires crossing the vastness of Argentina's geography, she remembers her childhood in a provincial town, her paid school where she was the poor girl… One day Lucía was bitten by a poisonous spider. Her friends managed to lead her to a healer who, in addition to saving her life, cast a terrible spell on her.
When she turned eighteen, Lucia left town to go to the big city and there she met Pedro, a third-rate journalist who fell in love with her. But it doesn't take Lucia long to abandon him and disappear without a trace.
In the absence of war
Nothing more enigmatic than the time spent in the shadows of dictatorships and societies, after all, accomplices by inaction. Fear grants too much room for monsters to emerge from their shadows. And only the passage of time and new lights that always come can be the tool to reconcile everything, especially the soul.
A letter from 1977 found in 2013 inside a second-hand book…, the key to a safe in a Swiss bank, received from a dead person… From the nightmare of History, betrayed dreams and crapular speculation of the years of Argentine lead.
In a present where everything has become merchandise, the ghosts of those years turn a skeptical writer and his lover, a young anarchist, into avengers. Improvised accomplices, they enter a plot of inherited revenge, following between Geneva and Monte Carlo the trail of dirty money, already treasured, already wasted.
What seemed to start under the cover of Henry james crime novels become obsessive for them and they enter a territory where repressed violence prevails within them.
In the last drink we go
The rabid sincerity of an author like Cozarinsky makes you feel in the company of the friend with whom you never find the last bar to walk through his door. Tasqueo in search of lucid and consequently brilliant conversations that border on madness or love with that hint of defeat sublimated from the tune. Let's talk to Cozarinsky, let him tell us something new before we start thinking about going home.
Because there is always a drink after the last one in Edgardo Cozarinsky's works, and even if the song announces it, nobody leaves at all. Wandering insomniacs find an open bar where unheard stories await them.
In Buenos Aires the dead survive in a precarious second life; in the Guaraní jungle or in the ruins of Angkor, the sacrificed throb, undefeated. And in a corner of Brooklyn a seer attends who can transform into the mother of the unwary who dares to consult her.
Like a kaleidoscope of all his narrative registers, Cozarinsky explores the many dimensions of the imaginary, of affective memory and its unexpected confluences, of different faces of desire. The result is a disturbing book, where the surface of what is narrated constantly cracks to reveal an unsuspected reality.
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dirty sky
The cycle of chance. The taking off of the wings of the butterfly. What is not decided in advance, what is not premeditated, seems to escape the script of life. Everything that comes after traces a new version of existence, a uchronia in which we can park what we were. Something like what happens to the protagonists of this plot written as if it were unraveled from that unpredictable chance maker.
Three characters meet in a disturbing Buenos Aires. Summer and humidity fuel violence in the city, a storm that threatens but never breaks loose. Alejandro, a mature and disenchanted writer, crashes his car against a prisoner. And this violent act, although in some strange natural way, sets in motion a secret mechanism that connects him with Ángel, a practitioner of an ancestral cult.
Ángel comes from the north to take up a position with the metropolitan police, and discovers that it was not the position he had imagined, but he feels that he possesses a certain wisdom inherited from his grandmother, beliefs that allow him to hear the lament of the dead.
And this circle is concluded by the arrival of Mariana, Alejandro's daughter, who will be involved in one of her father's hunts. Cozarinsky takes us by the hand through a city that is approaching the apocalypse, a world between real and fantastic, which brilliantly takes the pulse of the drift of Western society in recent years.
