Una Casa Sola / A Lonely House - Paperback

 Leer a Selva Almada es hurgar en el asombro. Su escritura es audaz y sus historias nos hablan tanto de la violencia como de la ternura, tanto de la podredumbre como de la belleza . â "MÃ3nica Ojeda

Las raÃ-ces irradiaron los cimientos: àrbol y muros se van volviendo un mismo monte. Picotean las gallinas los restos de las alacenas, los bichos anidan en el hueco del calzado reseco y los perros se enroscan en las sàbanas abandonadas que huelen a sus dueños. Por los alrededores merodean los soldados de distintas guerras y la amante malograda: al anochecer, se escucha la noria susurrada de sus cuitas. Pero es muda la familia que la casa añorar: Lucero, su mujer y sus cuatro hijos, Â por quÃ(c) no vuelven?

Precisa y delicada, esta novela conjuga la poesÃ-a del litoral con un repertorio procaz de anacronismos. Selva Almada logra la hazaña de volver audible el transcurrir del tiempo y sensible la obcecaciÃ3n de la naturaleza por recuperar lo que los hombres tomaron siglos atràs.

ENGLISH DESCRIPTION

The eagerly awaited new novel by Selva Almada, finalist for the International Booker Prize: a sensitive and disturbing fable about the houses we inhabit and leave behind.

"Reading Selva Almada is to delve into wonder. Her writing is bold, and her stories speak to us as much of violence as of tenderness, as much of decay as of beauty." â "MÃ3nica Ojeda

The roots radiated from the foundations: tree and walls became one and the same mound. Chickens peck at the remains of the cupboards, bugs nest in the hollow of dried-up shoes, and dogs curl up in abandoned sheets that smell of their owners. Soldiers from different wars and the ill-fated lover prowl the surroundings: at dusk, the whispering wheel of their troubles can be heard. But the family that the house longs for is silent: Lucero, his wife, and their four childrenâ "why don't they come back?

Precise and delicate, this novel combines the poetry of the coast with a bawdy repertoire of anachronisms. Selva Almada achieves the feat of making the passage of time audible and nature's stubbornness to recover what men took centuries ago palpable.