Bronka Nowicka (33 results)

Condition: New.

Paperback or Softback. Condition: New. To Feed the Stone. Book.

Paperback. Condition: New. In her audacious debut To Feed the Stone, Bronka Nowicka offers writing that is both timeless and timely. Using the language of folk narrative, like Italo Calvino, Russell Edson and Jan Svankmajer before her, Nowicka's prose poems take us through the stark and disorienting world of a child--a world that excavates the border of appearances in a constant search for the essence of connection. The poet reconfigures the dynamics between people and objects, cause and effect, the body and the outside world, and the tenuous boundaries between death and life. As Nowicka's child-narrator poignantly observes after discovering the body of a dead family member: "Her head was hanging over the armrest, her mouth open wide as if, with her whole body, she was taking the last photo of this world."An ant ground between fingers smells of vinegar. A butterfly has powder, a mole has a tailcoat. You can roll filth down your skin. Old people smell like borsch. You have butter behind your fingernails where splinters can get in. There are hunch-backed people and crazy people but not dogs or birds. Sucking on the salty knee, the child knows: the only thing that separates you from the world is the skin. Thanks to skin, you're not swallowed up by the vastness of things. Excerpt of "Tights" from To Feed the Stone.…

Condition: As New. Unread book in perfect condition.

Paperback. Condition: New. In her audacious debut To Feed the Stone, Bronka Nowicka offers writing that is both timeless and timely. Using the language of folk narrative, like Italo Calvino, Russell Edson and Jan Svankmajer before her, Nowicka's prose poems take us through the stark and disorienting world of a child--a world that excavates the border of appearances in a constant search for the essence of connection. The poet reconfigures the dynamics between people and objects, cause and effect, the body and the outside world, and the tenuous boundaries between death and life. As Nowicka's child-narrator poignantly observes after discovering the body of a dead family member: "Her head was hanging over the armrest, her mouth open wide as if, with her whole body, she was taking the last photo of this world."An ant ground between fingers smells of vinegar. A butterfly has powder, a mole has a tailcoat. You can roll filth down your skin. Old people smell like borsch. You have butter behind your fingernails where splinters can get in. There are hunch-backed people and crazy people but not dogs or birds. Sucking on the salty knee, the child knows: the only thing that separates you from the world is the skin. Thanks to skin, you're not swallowed up by the vastness of things. Excerpt of "Tights" from To Feed the Stone.…

Condition: New.

Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. In her audacious debut To Feed the Stone, Bronka Nowicka offers writing that is both timeless and timely. Using the language of folk narrative, like Italo Calvino, Russell Edson and Jan Svankmajer before her, Nowickas prose poems take us through the stark and disorienting world of a childa world that excavates the border of appearances in a constant search for the essence of connection. The poet reconfigures the dynamics between people and objects, cause and effect, the body and the outside world, and the tenuous boundaries between death and life. As Nowickas child-narrator poignantly observes after discovering the body of a dead family member: Her head was hanging over the armrest, her mouth open wide as if, with her whole body, she was taking the last photo of this world.An ant ground between fingers smells of vinegar. A butterfly has powder, a mole has a tailcoat. You can roll filth down your skin. Old people smell like borsch. You have butter behind your fingernails where splinters can get in. There are hunch-backed people and crazy people but not dogs or birds. Sucking on the salty knee, the child knows: the only thing that separates you from the world is the skin. Thanks to skin, youre not swallowed up by the vastness of things. Excerpt of Tights from To Feed the Stone The book is a moving reminder of a childs perspective; a child who is surrounded by unmagical things; things that are sad, ugly, serious or just ordinary. It is that lens of a child that breathes magic into them. Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability.…

PAP. Condition: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

Paperback. Condition: New. Condition Notes: New from the publisher.

First edition, first printing New and bright in decorative wraps. Translated from the Polish.

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Paperback. Condition: Brand New. 112 pages. 8.50x5.50x0.40 inches. In Stock.

Condition: New. pp. 256.

Condition: New. pp. 256.

Paperback. Condition: New. New from the publisher.

Condition: New. pp. 256.

Condition: New.

Condition: very good. Gut/Very good: Buch bzw. Schutzumschlag mit wenigen Gebrauchsspuren an Einband, Schutzumschlag oder Seiten. / Describes a book or dust jacket that does show some signs of wear on either the binding, dust jacket or pages.

Condition: As New. Unread book in perfect condition.

Condition: Good. Pages intact with minimal writing/highlighting. The binding may be loose and creased. Dust jackets/supplements are not included. Stock photo provided. Product includes identifying sticker. Better World Books: Buy Books. Do Good.

Condition: New. 2021. Paperback. . . . . . Books ship from the US and Ireland.

Condition: New. This is a Brand-new US Edition. This Item may be shipped from US or any other country as we have multiple locations worldwide.

Condition: new. Pages: 52 Language: Estonian. Bronka Nowicka (snd 1974) debüütraamat "Anda kivile süüa" (Nakarmic kamien, 2015) tõi talle 2016. aastal Poola kõrgeima kirjandusauhinna Nike. Raamatu kohta on Bronka Nowicka öelnud: "Ma ei soovi, et elutud asjad oleksid elus. Ma tahaksin, et elus inimesed oleksid vähem surnud. Just sellest on minu jaoks see raamat." Raamatu lakoonilised, aga samas lausa pilte silme ette manavate kujunditega proosalaastud on kui kalliskivid, mille teravad servad võivad hinge marraskile kriipida - maailma täieliku tunnetamise võimatus toob igapäevaste toimetuste kirjeldusse traagilise noodi. 9789949988037.…

Condition: New. 2021. Paperback. . . . . .

Taschenbuch. Condition: Neu. Neuware - In her audacious debut To Feed the Stone, Bronka Nowicka offers writing that is both timeless and timely. Using the language of folk narrative, like Italo Calvino, Russell Edson and Jan Svankmajer before her, Nowickäs prose poems take us through the stark and disorienting world of a child¿¿a world that excavates the border of appearances in a constant search for the essence of connection. The poet reconfigures the dynamics between people and objects, cause and effect, the body and the outside world, and the tenuous boundaries between death and life. As Nowickäs child-narrator poignantly observes after discovering the body of a dead family member: ¿Her head was hanging over the armrest, her mouth open wide as if, with her whole body, she was taking the last photo of this world.¿An ant ground between fingers smells of vinegar. A butterfly has powder, a mole has a tailcoat. You can roll filth down your skin. Old people smell like borsch. You have butter behind your fingernails where splinters can get in. There are hunch-backed people and crazy people but not dogs or birds. Sucking on the salty knee, the child knows: the only thing that separates you from the world is the skin. Thanks to skin, yoüre not swallowed up by the vastness of things. Excerpt of ¿Tights¿ from To Feed the Stone.…

Paperback. Condition: New. In her audacious debut To Feed the Stone, Bronka Nowicka offers writing that is both timeless and timely. Using the language of folk narrative, like Italo Calvino, Russell Edson and Jan Svankmajer before her, Nowicka's prose poems take us through the stark and disorienting world of a child--a world that excavates the border of appearances in a constant search for the essence of connection. The poet reconfigures the dynamics between people and objects, cause and effect, the body and the outside world, and the tenuous boundaries between death and life. As Nowicka's child-narrator poignantly observes after discovering the body of a dead family member: "Her head was hanging over the armrest, her mouth open wide as if, with her whole body, she was taking the last photo of this world."An ant ground between fingers smells of vinegar. A butterfly has powder, a mole has a tailcoat. You can roll filth down your skin. Old people smell like borsch. You have butter behind your fingernails where splinters can get in. There are hunch-backed people and crazy people but not dogs or birds. Sucking on the salty knee, the child knows: the only thing that separates you from the world is the skin. Thanks to skin, you're not swallowed up by the vastness of things. Excerpt of "Tights" from To Feed the Stone.…

Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. In her audacious debut To Feed the Stone, Bronka Nowicka offers writing that is both timeless and timely. Using the language of folk narrative, like Italo Calvino, Russell Edson and Jan Svankmajer before her, Nowickas prose poems take us through the stark and disorienting world of a childa world that excavates the border of appearances in a constant search for the essence of connection. The poet reconfigures the dynamics between people and objects, cause and effect, the body and the outside world, and the tenuous boundaries between death and life. As Nowickas child-narrator poignantly observes after discovering the body of a dead family member: Her head was hanging over the armrest, her mouth open wide as if, with her whole body, she was taking the last photo of this world.An ant ground between fingers smells of vinegar. A butterfly has powder, a mole has a tailcoat. You can roll filth down your skin. Old people smell like borsch. You have butter behind your fingernails where splinters can get in. There are hunch-backed people and crazy people but not dogs or birds. Sucking on the salty knee, the child knows: the only thing that separates you from the world is the skin. Thanks to skin, youre not swallowed up by the vastness of things. Excerpt of Tights from To Feed the Stone The book is a moving reminder of a childs perspective; a child who is surrounded by unmagical things; things that are sad, ugly, serious or just ordinary. It is that lens of a child that breathes magic into them. Shipping may be from our Sydney, NSW warehouse or from our UK or US warehouse, depending on stock availability.…

Condition: New. The book is a moving reminder of a child s perspective a child who is surrounded by unmagical things things that are sad, ugly, serious or just ordinary. It is that lens of a child that breathes magic into them.&Uumlber den Autor.

Paperback. Condition: New. In her audacious debut To Feed the Stone, Bronka Nowicka offers writing that is both timeless and timely. Using the language of folk narrative, like Italo Calvino, Russell Edson and Jan Svankmajer before her, Nowicka's prose poems take us through the stark and disorienting world of a child--a world that excavates the border of appearances in a constant search for the essence of connection. The poet reconfigures the dynamics between people and objects, cause and effect, the body and the outside world, and the tenuous boundaries between death and life. As Nowicka's child-narrator poignantly observes after discovering the body of a dead family member: "Her head was hanging over the armrest, her mouth open wide as if, with her whole body, she was taking the last photo of this world."An ant ground between fingers smells of vinegar. A butterfly has powder, a mole has a tailcoat. You can roll filth down your skin. Old people smell like borsch. You have butter behind your fingernails where splinters can get in. There are hunch-backed people and crazy people but not dogs or birds. Sucking on the salty knee, the child knows: the only thing that separates you from the world is the skin. Thanks to skin, you're not swallowed up by the vastness of things. Excerpt of "Tights" from To Feed the Stone.…

Paperback. Condition: Brand New. 112 pages. 8.50x5.50x0.40 inches. In Stock. This item is printed on demand.