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PUBLICATION DATE: November 1, 2022

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Desarticulaciones

By (author) Sylvia Molloy

La narradora visita casi diariamente a ML., con quien compartio una estrecha amistad y ahora padece mal de Alzheimer. A partir de esos encuentros y los fragmentos de memoria de ML. va construyendo un relato poderosamente conmovedor sobre la desarticulacion de una mente que progresivamente va borrando todo de una manera peculiar.Un intento, a traves de la escritura, de “hacer durar una relacion que continua pese a la ruina, que subsiste aunque apenas queden palabras”. “?Como dice yo el que no recuerda…?”, se pregunta la narradora frente a esa mujer que le muestra la casa como si la visitara por primera vez o que es incapaz de decir que ha sufrido un mareo, pero puede traducir al ingles perfectamente un mensaje donde se dice que ella ha sufrido un mareo.Pasajes de un pasado y un presente compartidos que se transforman en ficcion frente a un olvido que no puede contradecirlos. Un libro que opone al derrumbe una prosa precisa y vital y la sensibilidad unica de una de las mejores escritoras latinoamericanas.

In brief, sharply drawn moments, Sylvia Molloy’s Dislocations records the gradual loss of a beloved friend, M.L., a disappearance in ways expected (forgotten names, forgotten moments) and painfully surprising (the reversion to a formal, proper Spanish from their previous shared vernacular). There are occasions of wonder, too-M.L. can no longer find the words to say she is dizzy, but can translate that message from Spanish to English, when it’s passed along by a friend. _This loss holds Molloy’s sense of herself too-the person she is in relation to M.L. fades as her friend’s memory does. But the writer remains: ‘I’m not writing to patch up holes and make people (or myself) think that there’s nothing to see here, but rather to bear witness to unintelligibilities and breaches and silences. That is my continuity, that of the scribe.’In brief, sharply drawn moments, Sylvia Molloy’s Dislocations records the gradual loss of a beloved friend, M.L., a disappearance in ways expected (forgotten names, forgotten moments) and painfully surprising (the reversion to a formal, proper Spanish from their previous shared vernacular). There are occasions of wonder, too-M.L. can no longer find the words to say she is dizzy, but can translate that message from Spanish to English, when it’s passed along by a friend.This loss holds Molloy’s sense of herself too-the person she is in relation to M.L. fades as her friend’s memory does. But the writer remains: ‘I’m not writing to patch up holes and make people (or myself) think that there’s nothing to see here, but rather to bear witness to unintelligibilities and breaches and silences. That is my continuity, that of the scribe.’

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