The bestselling author of Find Me and Call Me by Your Name returns to the essay form with this collection of thoughts on time, the creative mind, and great lives and works.
The irrealis mood knows no boundaries between what is and what isn't, between what happened and what won't. In more ways than one, the essay about the artists, writers, and great minds gathered in this volume have nothing to do with who I am, or who they were, and my reading of them may be entirely erroneous. But I misread them the better to read myself.
From meditations on subway poetry and the temporal resonances of an empty Italian street, to considerations of the lives and work of Sigmund Freud, Constantine Cavafy, W. G. Sebald, John Sloan, Éric Rohmer, Marcel Proust, and Fernando Pessoa, and portraits of cities such as Alexandria and St. Petersburg, Homo Irrealis is a deep reflection of the imagination's power to shape our memories under time's seemingly intractable hold.
The irrealis mood knows no boundaries between what is and what isn't, between what happened and what won't. In more ways than one, the essay about the artists, writers, and great minds gathered in this volume have nothing to do with who I am, or who they were, and my reading of them may be entirely erroneous. But I misread them the better to read myself.
From meditations on subway poetry and the temporal resonances of an empty Italian street, to considerations of the lives and work of Sigmund Freud, Constantine Cavafy, W. G. Sebald, John Sloan, Éric Rohmer, Marcel Proust, and Fernando Pessoa, and portraits of cities such as Alexandria and St. Petersburg, Homo Irrealis is a deep reflection of the imagination's power to shape our memories under time's seemingly intractable hold.
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"Aciman's latest conveys with grace and insight his longing to apprehend 'myself looking out to the self I am today.' A resplendent collection from a writer who never disappoints." -Kirkus Reviews
"One feels that if Proust had not existed, Mr. Aciman would have invented him." -Richard Bernstein, The New York Times
"André Aciman is, quite simply, one of the finest essayists of the last hundred years." -Susan Salter Reynolds, Los Angeles Review of Books
"One feels that if Proust had not existed, Mr. Aciman would have invented him." -Richard Bernstein, The New York Times
"André Aciman is, quite simply, one of the finest essayists of the last hundred years." -Susan Salter Reynolds, Los Angeles Review of Books