3/7/12

Punto de fuga, de David Markson (fragmento)

"La biblioteca de Dublín prestó un volumen de Sherlock Holmes a un imaginario Leopold Bloom. El libro debía ser devuelto trece días después, en un imaginario 16 de junio de 1904; en 1906 la biblioteca real lo listó como perdido"

David Markson, Punto de fuga; traducción de Verónica Martínez Lira y Adriana Rieta Lira, para Editorial Verdehalago.


Catalogue these books.

Thom's Dublin Post Office Directory, 1886.
Denis Florence M'Carthy's Poetical Works (copper beechleaf bookmark at p. 5).
Shakespeare's Works (dark crimson morocco, goldtooled).
The Useful Ready Reckoner (brown cloth).
The Secret History of the Court of Charles II (red cloth, tooled binding).
The Child's Guide (blue cloth).
The Beauties of Killarney (wrappers).
When We Were Boys by William O'Brien M. P. (green cloth, slightly faded, envelope bookmark at p. 217).
Thoughts from Spinoza (maroon leather).
The Story of the Heavens by Sir Robert Ball (blue cloth).
Ellis's Three Trips to Madagascar (brown cloth, title obliterated).
The Stark-Munro Letters by A. Conan Doyle, property of the City of Dublin Public Library, 106 Capel street, lent 21 May (Whitsun Eve) 1904, due 4 June 1904, 13 days overdue (black cloth binding, bearing white letternumber ticket).
Voyages in China by "Viator" (recovered with brown paper, red ink title).
Philosophy of the Talmud (sewn pamphlet).
Lockhart's Life of Napoleon (cover wanting, marginal annotations, minimising victories, aggrandising defeats of the protagonist).
Soll und Haben by Gustav Freytag (black boards, Gothic characters, cigarette coupon bookmark at p. 24).
Hozier's History of the Russo-Turkish War (brown cloth, a volumes, with gummed label, Garrison Library, Governor's Parade, Gibraltar, on verso of cover).
Laurence Bloomfield in Ireland by William Allingham (second edition, green cloth, gilt trefoil design, previous owner's name on recto of flyleaf erased).
A Handbook of Astronomy (cover, brown leather, detached, S plates, antique letterpress long primer, author's footnotes nonpareil, marginal clues brevier, captions small pica).
The Hidden Life of Christ (black boards).
In the Track of the Sun (yellow cloth, titlepage missing, recurrent title intestation).
Physical Strength and How to Obtain It by Eugen Sandow (red cloth).
Short but yet Plain Elements of Geometry written in French by F. Ignat. Pardies and rendered into English by John Harris D. D. London, printed for R. Knaplock at the Bifhop's Head, MDCCXI, with dedicatory epiftle to his worthy friend Charles Cox, efquire, Member of Parliament for the burgh of Southwark and having ink calligraphed statement on the flyleaf certifying that the book was the property of Michael Gallagher, dated this 10th day of May 1822 and requefting the perfon who should find it, if the book should be loft or go aftray, to reftore it to Michael Gallagher, carpenter, Dufery Gate, Ennifcorthy, county Wicklow, the fineft place in the world.

James Joyce, Ulysses; cap. 17

3 comentarios:

J. M. dijo...

ese librito mola mucho... es el tipo de postmodernidad (citacional) que me interesa: a la mierda Pynchon, Foster Wallace y todos aquellos postmodernos "ficcionales"... Markson, con su librito, acaba con todo y con todos

saludos

Anónimo dijo...

A mí el librito de Markson también me mola mucho, pero no entiendo eso de que acaba con todos...

J. M. dijo...

a mi modo de ver, Markson, como Beckett, aunque de manera diferente, contraria, tal vez, lleva la literatura a una especie de punto sin retorno; inclusive creo que puede decirse que Markson, al igual Beckett, "niega" la literatura... mi comentario entusiasta iba en ese sentido; en otros autores "posmo" la literatura funciona de un modo "sumativo", de manera integradora, componiedo a modo de "collage" ficcional, adicionando tradiciones; el postmodernismo de Pynchon y Foster Wallace es, digamos, de "creyentes", de escritores que tratan de "empujar" el arte literario un paso mas; Markson, al contrario, recupera una cierta actitud vanguardista, se ha encontrado con un muro, una clase de silencio, una nada, un final