In the canon
Solenoid
- Form
- Form Novel
- Year
- Year 2015
- Originally in
- Originally in Romanian
- Pages
- Pages 640
Under the floor of a house shaped like a ship, on the shabby edge of Bucharest, coils of wire hum, and when they are switched on the narrator and his lover rise from the bed and float. He teaches Romanian at a grim suburban school, a poet whose career ended at one humiliating reading in his youth, and this book is the diary he keeps in place of the masterpiece he never wrote.
My world is Bucharest, the saddest city on the face of the earth, but at the same time, the only true one.
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