La Universidad Desconocida (Spanish Edition) [Paperback]

Roberto Bolano (Author)

Product Details

• Paperback: 424 pages
• Publisher: Anagrama; 1ST edition (June 26, 2007)
• Language: Spanish
• ISBN-10: 8433971441
• ISBN-13: 978-8433971449
• Product Dimensions: 8.7 x 5.6 x 1.3 inches
• Shipping Weight: 1.4 pounds
• Average Customer Review: 4.0 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (1 customer review)
• Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,484,596 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)

More About the Author

Author of 2666 and many other acclaimed works, Roberto Bolaño (1953-2003) was born in Santiago, Chile, and later lived in Mexico, Paris, and Spain. He has been acclaimed "by far the most exciting writer to come from south of the Rio Grande in a long time" (Ilan Stavans, The Los Angeles Times)," and as "the real thing and the rarest" (Susan Sontag). Among his many prizes are the extremely prestigious Herralde de Novela Award and the Premio Rómulo Gallegos. He was widely considered to be the greatest Latin American writer of his generation. He wrote nine novels, two story collections, and five books of poetry, before dying in July 2003 at the age of 50. Chris Andrews has won the TLS Valle Inclán Prize and the PEN Translation Prize for his Bolaño translations.

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4.0 out of 5 stars Retrato de la universidad mutante en 4 sucios fotogramas, November 4, 2007

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This review is from: La Universidad Desconocida (Spanish Edition) (Paperback)

Versos, sí,
arrebatados a la bolsa de viaje
de Caronte, dispersos a los cuatro vientos
mientras fluye el asfalto
de una Estigia deslumbrada
por hileras de arcos voltaicos
y faros de góndolas fúnebres made in Detroit.

Sucedió antes,
con un retumbar
de martillos industriales
sobre el cráneo de un cetáceo antediluviano,
mientras el detective sin patria
asimilaba la botánica de la muerte
a través de tubos de mármol quemado,
bordeando un desierto sin nubes;
en Chile o México,
en África o Mongolia,
o en una Antártida roturada por aviones
que jamás despegaron.

Sin embargo, la universidad del exilio
no perdona a sus desertores;
apenas da tregua a la prosa androide,
al frío mecanografiado con lentitud.
Apenas.

Roberto, el detective zombie
que robaba táleros o rupias
o simples segundos
a cada reloj planetario,
el médium sardónico,
el poeta de los aullidos minerales,
hoy vuelve la espalda al Hades
y sus rutinas de circo malo
con una carcajada ritual.