Poetry: The Hackers and The Island
Last night I visited a reading with Aase Berg, one of the most influential writers in Sweden, at Växjö library. We were seven persons in the audience, the organizer Jocke Granlund included. No, poetry is definitely not a big business, at least not this night.
Aase’s record is massive. She was editor for Bonniers Litterära Magasin for some years, member of the editorial staff of 90-tal and 00-tal for a long time, and today she writes for the important daily paper Dagens Nyheter. Almost twenty years ago, she started the publishing house Ink, which publishes young, Swedish literature, and she has collaborated with the alternative writer and publisher Carl-Michael Edenborg, well-known for his engagement in erotic literature.
Aase has also won several literary awards, and some of her books and poems have been translated to English, German and Chinese. This night, she reads from her (almost) new collection of poems – Hackers (2015). The theme is the patriarchy, and how to navigate through it as a female. How do you avoid the family trap? The poems are full of violence, sharp violence, often realized from the inside. The belly of the Trojan horse is loaded with amazons, parasites, hookers – and it is from this old Greek image the title is picked – the hacker uses the Trojan horse to defeat enemies in the digital world, just like the female warriors fight from the inside of the patriarchy in Aase's book.
Break free, just like the Austrian girl Natascha Kampusch. Kampusch was prisoned for eight years, mostly in a basement, by Wolfgang Přiklopil. He kidnapped her on her way to school with a white van when she was ten years old. After some years, he brought her on some excursions outside the basement, under strict surveillance of course. Sexual abuses, physical torture and psychological threats were parts of her everyday life. But one day, Natasha saw her chance to escape – Wolfgang got a phone call when she was cleaning the car, and he did not notice that she ran away. A few hours later, he committed suicide. Kampusch's autobiography has made impact on the writing of Aase Berg.
Aase Berg is a great writer, and her way of explaining and interpreting her own texts this night is really entertaining.
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A few weeks ago, me and my friend Anders Lundgren, visited a concert/performance/reading with Mattias Alkberg, a Swedish poet, musician and composer, on the left wing. Me and Anders had some beers before the performance, but I did not lose any of the necessary concentration.
Alkberg reads from several collections of poems, his most recent is Ön (“The Island”, released in the fall 2016). The poems are about communication and separation. An island is something isolated, it is a spot in the ocean, like an “I” in the “we”. Humans are made of water, surrounded by water, and everything is basically the same water. The space between the words and the blank sheet of paper is an ocean, while the letters are fragments of islands and so on.
Ön is characterized by its social criticism, no real dreams of change, it is a story of a society without interest in covering the needs of its citizens. Some of the lines are really powerful, almost dizzying:
The tails of the aircrafts rush above the houses and the summer sky
a silhouette against the midnight sun as an ad for the death
The loneliness of life is just so obvious, so intrusive:
The last probably hopefully snow
Slips off the roofs and lands voff in the flowerbeds
The melt thunders you were looking for another word in the sumps
Since you have not been alone with your own thoughts for so long, they frighten you
So long since you were alone that you do not recognize it
You are googling loneliness in your phone you think
But you already know
After the performance, I buy the book, and I get his signature and a greeting on the first page.
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It is a huge difference between the intellectual, feminist writing of Aase Berg and the rough poems of Mattias Alkberg. But they share a common interest in the critique of the unequality of and the feeling of alienation in the contemporary society. I like them both.
Fredrik Sandblad || 2016-11-09