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Dark Horse Tomas Transtromer Wins 2011 Nobel Prize in Literature

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The largely unknown and unsung Swedish poet Tomas Tranströmer was the surprising winner of the 2011 Nobel Prize in Literature . Most of us are ignorant of this 80-year old Swedish poet whose poems have been translated into more than 60 languages so far. One of his latest books is The Deleted World . Two truths approach each other. One comes from inside, the other from outside, and where they meet we have a chance to catch sight of ourselves. ~ Tomas Transtromer Press Release Bio-bibliography Congratulate the New Nobel Laureate Videos from the Prize Announcement Video Interview with Tomas Tranströmer Five Poems by Tomas Tranströmer The Half-Finished Heaven: The Best Poems of Tomas Tranströmer The Great Enigma: New Collected Poems Tomas Transtromer: Selected Poems, 1954-1986 ...

The World Celebrates the 50th Anniversary of Chinua Achebe's "Things Fall Apart"

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Chinua Achebe smiling The literary world is celebrating the 50th anniversary of Chinua Achebe's "Things Fall Apart" . Many articles and features are celebrating the 50th anniversary of "Things Fall Apart" .. No other African novel has been so highly glorified as Chinua Achebe ’s classic "Things Fall Apart" . It is the most popular African novel in English and in over 30 translations since the publication in 1958. The first time I read "Things Fall Apart" . was in 1975 and loved it. I read the other novels Achebe wrote after "Things Fall Apart" , and I regard "Arrow of God" as the best so far. But the popularity of "Things Fall Apart" has overshadowed the importance and significance of "Arrow of God". The eaglet that was learning how to fly in "Things Fall Apart" , soared as an eagle in "Arrow of God" and the novel won ...

Doris Lessing Nobel Prize Lecture: On Not Winning The Nobel Prize

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Nobel Lecture December 7, 2007 By Doris Lessing The Nobel Prize in Literature 2007 On not winning the Nobel Prize I am standing in a doorway looking through clouds of blowing dust to where I am told there is still uncut forest. Yesterday I drove through miles of stumps, and charred remains of fires where in '56 was the most wonderful forest I have ever seen, all destroyed. People have to eat. They have to get fuel for fires. This is north west Zimbabwe early in the eighties, and I am visiting a friend who was a teacher in a school in London. He is here "to help Africa" as we put it. He is a gently idealistic soul and what he found here in this school shocked him into a depression, from which it was hard to recover. This school is like all the schools built after Independence. It consists of four large brick rooms side by side, put straight into the dust, one two three four, with a half room at one end, which is the library. In these classrooms are blackboards, but my frie...