The earth became a dream; I myself had become an inward being, and I walked as in an inward world.
The joys, clear-headed thinking, and sheer beauty of a walk through the world come alive in Robert Walser’s The Walk. This is a sentiment that I too share, as I find I do my best thinking and arrive at my best inspirations while out on a run—I never review a book without getting at least one run in between the completion of the novel and sitting down to write so I can contemplate what it is I want t ...more
And then I see a darkness
“Did I pick flowers to lay them upon my sorrow?” I asked myself, and the flowers fell out of my hand.
Modernism, romanticism, melancholia, irony: it is all there, in the few pages of this bittersweet fairy-tale. As this was my first acquaintance with Walser’s prose, and there is plenty left to discover, here is a happy reader.
The narrator, a poet, flees from his writing room, “or room of phantoms”, and goes out for a stroll. Crossing the path of a v ...more
The Walk is my first exposure to Walser, and it makes me
eager ready to read more. Why ‘ready’ rather than ‘eager’? There’s an intentional tediousness at work in the novella—a tendency to over-qualify, to ‘beat to death,’ if you prefer. As the narrator begins his perambulation (paragraph one), he encounters on the stair a woman, a “Spaniard, a Peruvian, or a Creole,” and accounts for his mood (in paragraph two) by saying, “Everything I saw made upon me a delightful impression of friendliness, of
Walser observes everyone and ...more
It is finally time.
A sad tale. The sadness is etched beneath the eyes peeking out from the covering of a spoofed whimsy. The writer in this short novel wants to get out into the world. Beyond his office, on his walk around the town and adjoining countryside, h ...more
I have read many Walsers since but this was the first, and it contains my favourite story (so far) in all of world literature: 'Kleist in Thun'. Just on this basis the book is worth 5 stars. Does it matter if, at the time I read it, I didn't really comprehend most of the other (mostly autobiographical, occasionally drole and often very short) pieces in this book? When later I ...more
Of late, in my independent reading study, I have subjected myself to numerous mundane and verbose works. Because of my slightly depressing literary summer boredom I decided to pull from my cabin shelf a title I had previously read at least two times. The Walk by Robert Walser was first translated into English by Christopher Middleton in 1957. In 2012 New Directions published a contemporary translation by Susan Bernofsky which included Walser’s significant ...more
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Así pues todo, todo, toda esta rica vida, los amables y sentenciosos colores, este encanto, esta alegría y este placer de vivir, todas estas humanas importancias, familia, amigo y amante, esta clara y tierna luz llena de bellas y divinas imágenes, las casas paternas y maternas y los dulces y suaves caminos perecerán un día, y morirán el alto sol, la luna, los corazones y los ojos de los hombres.
“El paseo” evidencia la distancia entre lo vivido y lo ...more
Al menos, durante los años en los que pudo escribir antes de sucumbir a una enfermedad mental.
Walser define su actitud vital así:
“En el fondo lo único que da orgullo y alegría al espíritu son los esfuerzos superados con br ...more
... the inward self is the only self which really exists.Walser's The Walk is anything but a light, jolly stroll: it's a trek uphill through spiraling landscapes, before the reader realizes that Walser has begun an abrupt, downward descent. The closing pages of The Walk are utterly heart-rending.
This is a novella about everything and nothing. The narrator, a writer, leaves his "writing room, or room of phantoms" to take a walk through the town and the countryside. Along the way, he meets many ...more
Andarsene per la via, guardando al mondo con sincera meraviglia, assorti in pensieri e idee che sempre affollano la mente del viandante sensibile, come lampi di luce e luci di lampi.
Praticare, ad ogni passo, l’arte di chinarsi verso le più minute realtà del quotidiano, coglierne la segreta poesia. Mantenere un fiducioso, attento sguardo che abbraccia cose e luoghi, ne sfiora l’anima, gli dona forma. Si tratta d’indugiare in superficie, per precipitare ...more
Una exposición prática/teórica sobre las circunstancias que permiten realizar esta práctica con el mayor de los deleites y gozos.
Una lectura fresca, llena de lirismo, descripciones y reflexiones de diversa índole con un único protagonista: Un paseo.
Spontaneously I exclaimed, "Pretty indignant, by God, should one be, when brought face to face with such golden inscriptional barbarities, which impress upon our rustic surrounds the seal of greed, moneygrubbing, and a miserable coarsening of the soul. Does a master baker really require to appear so huge, with his foolish proclamations, to beam forth and glitter, like a dressy, dubious lady? Let him bake and knead his bread in hon...more
Or, when in claiming those three pages of text all fit on one streetside advertisement, the narrator allows that "[t]wo or three readers will perhaps raise a few doubts about the authenticity of such a notice, opining that ...more