Friday, May 01, 2026

finally

realized during the wee hours that I of course should be reading Rami Kaminski's book and so I ordered it even though it is hardback.  

RAMI KAMINSKI, MD, is a renowned psychiatrist and the founder and director of the Institute for Integrative Psychiatry in New York City. A true pioneer in the psychiatric field, Dr. Kaminski has served in every facet of psychiatry—from academic and research work, through clinical, government,... 

Handke writes the same book over and over throughout his career, sort of.  And the Odyssey haunts them, the exile, war and "war", wanderings, endless events, landscape as innerscape, maybe even landscape as war, scene of battles, geology as foundation of every scene in the series of dramas.  Writing and the compulsion to write primary source of his feelings of guilt (238 Moravian), guilt about his mother as well.

I kept surmising that he might just as well be a otrovirt and then it dawned on me at 3 am, well, whether he fits that new label you need to explore the fellow's book for yourself because if you resonate so deeply with Handke's ways of responding, imagining, thinking, wandering, then Kaminski has some things to say that you may find invaluable as well.  Why block him out after spending so many years being fascinated by Jung and Myers-Briggs and Enneagram?  Let's see what he says about all of that.  

but then we are in chapter 10 and the obsession with the former country of the Balkans reappears.  The karst basin above Trieste.  The sudden deaths of aging members of the conferences centered on Central Europe.  Maybe all of the satire in this chapter goes over my head.  Survivors unable to get the rusted bell to clang.  Days each with a special creature or event. "everything greening in that incomparable Balkan way."  Buses, a newspaper of a traveler, his own name as a former writer by a reporter named Melchior. 

undertaken the tour to get away from himself.  still weird in many ways Boy at the front of the bus with a smirk, uttering the shortest of all Balkan curses: "May the mouse fuck you!"  The boy has become it, in Jakob Böhme's words, in his beautiful yet terrible problem, the next writer.  

12 Porodin  gone.  every step led deeper into the fairy-tale-like unknown.  

walking the bomb craters to the river 248 his laundry number in boarding school

the woman in his arms did exist but did not belong to him    he was at odds with himself for good 

three angels  the guardian angel   the warning angel   and now the reassuring angel    geography of dreams stay with me now and in the hour of my death  

May you be the son of your moment.  And may the moment be your breath.  312  

he wrote it Jan-Nov in 2007   a meditation on what were the Balkans, what was that war, is it now gone forever

after Moravian Night comes Don Juan  (I could read it again now that I got his angle on the tale)

in 2011 The Great Fall  about an actor  and Storm Still and The Beautiful Days of Aranjuez 

2012 the essay on the Quiet Place  --- a late work, then, not an early one  

2013  Days and Works   and a new English version of Repetition

2014  Storm Still   epic about his Slovene roots 

2015  in German, The Innocent, Me and the Unknown Woman"

2016  English version of The Moravian Night 2008 

2017  The Fruit Thief  Or, One-Way Journey into the Interior

2018  The Great Fall  and Til Day You Do Part  Seagull Books 

2019  The Great Fall in English  Seagull Books   Nobel Prize 

2020  The Second Sword

2021  My Day in the Other Country 

2022 in German  The Ballad of the Last Guest  

reminder   in 2000 it was On A Dark Night I Left My Silent House

so I need to go back and pick up where I left off---Crossing the Sierra de Gredos

not sure how I got out of line with Moravian Night  

time in May is running out   Today is the 1st   Looks like The Tunnel will not be until next year !  if ever 

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