Wilma Stockenstrom
Forfatter af The Expedition to the Baobab Tree: A Novel
Om forfatteren
Værker af Wilma Stockenstrom
Laaste Middagmaal 1 eksemplar
Spiel Van Water 1 eksemplar
Van Vergetelheid En Van Glans 1 eksemplar
Vir Die Bysiende Leser 1 eksemplar
Die Heengaanrefrein 1 eksemplar
Eers Linkie Dan Johanna 1 eksemplar
Abjater Wat So Lag 1 eksemplar
Die Kremetartekspedisie 1 eksemplar
Die Stomme Aarde 1 eksemplar
Hierdie Mens 1 eksemplar
Spesmase 1 eksemplar
Uitdraai 1 eksemplar
Satte nøgleord på
Almen Viden
- Juridisk navn
- Stockenström, Wilhelmina Johanna
- Fødselsdato
- 1933-08-07
- Køn
- female
- Nationalitet
- South Africa
- Land (til kort)
- South Africa
- Fødested
- Napier, South Africa
- Bopæl
- Pretoria, South Africa
Cape Town, South Africa - Uddannelse
- University of Stellenbosch
- Priser og hædersbevisninger
- South African Literary Award Lifetime Achievement (2008)
Medlemmer
Anmeldelser
Hæderspriser
Måske også interessante?
Associated Authors
Statistikker
- Værker
- 20
- Medlemmer
- 149
- Popularitet
- #139,413
- Vurdering
- 3.5
- Anmeldelser
- 3
- ISBN
- 33
- Sprog
- 10
Living in Africa just before the coming of the white man, she has been a slave her entire life and schooled in the art of pleasing men.
Now she reflects back on her life. She is devoid of human contact but fills her life with bits and pieces of memory, just as she arranges and rearranges three small beads into a variety of patterns.
“And I fill my thoughts with all sorts of objects to obliterate everything, endless row upon row, not to be counted, I thank providence, I can think of enough objects to obliterate everything, and in addition I can make up objects if the remembered ones run out. I have good remedies against being empty.” p 14
“If I could write, I would take up a porcupine quill and scratch your (the baobab tree's) enormous belly full from top to bottom. I would clamber up as far as your branches and carve notches in your armpits to make you laugh. Big letters. Small letters. In a script full of lobes and curls, in circumambient lines I write round and round you, for I have so much to tell you of a new horizon that became an expedition to a tree. “ p 34… (mere)