By Karl Ove Knausgaard
Within the 16th century, Antinous Bellori, a boy of 11, is misplaced in a gloomy woodland and stumbles upon gleaming beings, one sporting a spear, the opposite a flaming torch … This occasion is decisive in Bellori’s lifestyles, and he thereafter devotes himself to the pursuit and research of angels, the intermediaries of the divine. starting within the backyard of Eden and hovering via to the current, A Time for every thing reimagines pivotal encounters among people and angels: the glow of the cherubim observing over Eden; the profound love among Cain and Abel regardless of their adjustments; Lot’s disgrace in Sodom; Noah’s isolation ahead of the flood; Ezekiel tied to his mattress, prophesying ferociously; the demise of Christ; and the emergence of sensual, mischievous cherubs within the 17th century. Alighting upon those dramatic scenes – from the Bible and past – Knausgaard’s mind's eye takes flight: the result's a blinding exhibit of storytelling at its majestic, spellbinding most sensible. Incorporating and demanding culture, legend, and the Apocrypha, those penetrating glimpses probability chilling questions: can the character of the divine endure swap, and will the immortal perish?
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No part of these books may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without the prior written permission of the publisher. First published as En Tid For Alt in Norway by Forgalet Oktober in 2004. Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication-Data Knausgård, Karl Ove, 1968- [Tid for alt. English] A time for everything / Karl O. Knausgaard ; translated from the Norwegian by James Anderson. p. cm. I. Anderson, James. II. Title. 82'38 – dc22 2009013489 Archipelago Books 232 Third St. com Cover art by Giotto, detail from Lamentation, 1305 This publication was made possible with financial support from Lannan Foundation, National Endowment for the Arts, the New York State Council on the Arts, a state agency, and NORLA (Norwegian Literature Abroad).
I’ve put you in here,” he says, pointing to the room next door. “If you’d care to follow me . ” It’s going to be all right! he thinks. It’s going to be all right! Just then someone knocks loudly at the front door. Lot feigns unconcern, and continues across the room, but behind him the angels have stopped. ” one of them asks. “Oh, probably just a few kids,” says Lot. ” Then a shout from the street penetrates the room. ” goes the cry. “Where are the men who came to you tonight? ” There’s no avoiding it.
This evening I destroyed an anthill. But I didn’t mean to. I don’t know why I did it. It was a sin and I repent. Please forgive me. Are they retreating? Help me get out of here. Please, help me get out of here. Yes, they are moving away. At first he hardly dares believe it, and peers suspiciously into the gloom. But when they remain motionless, even when he takes a few steps into them, he realizes they’ve gone. It’s just a matter of finding the path, he thinks. He can’t remember which way he came from anymore, and he starts walking in the direction where the trees seem to be least thick.
A Time for Everything by Karl Ove Knausgaard