Word: martinson
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Based on a "space cycle" by Swedish Poet Harry Martinson, Aniara proved to be a lengthy allegory about man's journey through life "in the spiritual void" that sucks him at last to his own destruction. The curtain rises on the interior of a spaceship dominated by the towering electronic brain, a mechanism so advanced that it is nearly human. Ranged in front of it as ghostlike silhouettes, the passengers chant a lament for the planet Doris (actually the Earth) they just left behind...
...LLOYD W. MARTINSON...
...prolific writer whose works range from poetry to nature studies and radio plays, Martinson spent ten years writing The Road. The book is a patchwork of brief, often vivid, sometimes homely episodes of tramps' lives as they knock on the doors and consciences of the respectable and industrious, or sleep among Sweden's lovely hills and forests...
...early in the present century, and Martinson's tramps are already in rebellion against the demon of industry and the evils of an over-organized world. "Nowadays, there is an element of sadism in the very requirement that a man shall work. 'Now you shall feel it,' they say. 'Now you shall know what it feels like to break stones and trim flags.' " Each is lucidly articulate about his views. Old Road-Dust insists: "Everything is always what it is able to be and never otherwise . . . He who knows the world takes...
...plants, to be tall trees with eyes that could survey their surroundings and always be able to see and convince themselves that no one was coming, no one was going, no one could move; that all were lookout towers guarding the greatest security-that of absolute immobility." Martinson's tramps are mobile enough, and often provocative, and their wanderings, as recorded by Martinson, won the author election to the Swedish Academy after the book's publication in 1948. But as a novel, Martinson's Road has no crossroads of crisis and. like his tramps, no destination-except...