David Grossman es un destacado novelista israelí cuya obra profundiza en las complejidades de la psique humana y los problemas sociales. Aplica su formación en filosofía y drama a narrativas que a menudo exploran temas de memoria, trauma y la búsqueda de identidad. El estilo de Grossman es célebre por su intensa profundidad psicológica y su prosa lírica, capturando las experiencias humanas más íntimas. Sus textos, moldeados por el panorama israelí, resuenan con un mensaje universal sobre la vulnerabilidad y la resiliencia del espíritu humano.
Una semana antes de su Bar Nono, un muchacho de trece años, emprende un viaje en tren desde Jerusalén hasta Haifa, donde su tío, un reputado maestro y educador, le va a enseñar cómo comportarse en la vida. Sin embargo la aparición en escena de Felix, un reconocido y excéntrico estafador, trastocará todos los planes que tan cuidadosamente había preparado el padre del chico. De la mano de Felix, Nono conocerá la verdadera historia de su madre y descubrirá una faceta de sí mismo, rebelde y chispeante, que nunca antes se había aventurado a explorar.
En la familia de Momik el pasado es un tema vedado, del que no se ha de hablar bajo ninguna circunstancia. Quizá es por eso que su vida en Jerusalén transcurre sin grandes sobresaltos. Hasta que un día se produce el repentino e inesperado regreso de su abuelo Anshel Wasserman. Su extraña presencia y sus misteriosas historias consiguen despertar una curiosidad voraz en el muchacho y pronto surgirá en él la idea de una investigación secreta, la cual le desvelará que país ese, el de Allá, el habitado por la temible bestia nazi. Con el transcurso de los años, cuando Momik ya se ha convertido en un adulto y en escritor, decidirá visitar Polonia, dónde ha de encontrar los rastros del escirtor Bruno Schulz y así cerrar el círculo que ha conectar todo su pasado.
Exploring the profound impact of prolonged conflict, the author reflects on the recent tragedy of October 7, 2023, which marked a devastating loss for the Jewish community. Through eleven essays, he examines the failures of the Netanyahu government and the implications for the two-state solution. Grossman contrasts the ongoing struggle between those who perpetuate violence and those yearning for peace, culminating in a poignant inquiry about the possibility of lasting peace in Israel and Palestine.
Israel: Jewish state and national homeland to Jews the world over. But a fifth
of its population is Arab, a people who feel themselves to be an inseparable
part of the Arab nation, most of which is still technically at war with the
State of Israel.
In this powerful novel by one of Israel’s most prominent writers, Momik, the only child of Holocaust survivors, grows up in the shadow of his parents’ history. Determined to exorcise the Nazi “beast” from their shattered lives and prepare for a second holocaust he knows is coming, Momik increasingly shields himself from all feeling and attachment. But through the stories his great-uncle tells him—the same stories he told the commandant of a Nazi concentration camp—Momik, too, becomes “infected with humanity.” Grossman’s masterly fusing of vision, thought, and emotion make See Under: Love a luminously imaginative and profoundly affecting work.
Ora is about to celebrate her son Ofer's release from Israeli army service when he voluntarily rejoins his unit for a major offensive. In a fit of magical thinking, she takes off to hike in the Galilee, leaving no forwarding information for the notifiers who might darken her door.
The Israeli novelist David Grossman’s impassioned account of what he observed on the West Bank in early 1987—not only the misery of the Palestinian refugees and their deep-seated hatred of the Israelis but also the cost of occupation for both occupier and occupied—is an intimate and urgent moral report on one of the great tragedies of our time. The Yellow Wind is essential reading for anyone who seeks a deeper understanding of Israel today.
On a kibbutz in Israel in 2008, Gili is celebrating the ninetieth birthday of her grandmother Vera, the adored matriarch of a sprawling and tight-knit family. But festivities are interrupted by the arrival of Nina: the iron-willed daughter who rejected Vera's care; and the absent mother who abandoned Gili when she was still a baby. Nina's return to the family after years of silence precipitates an epic journey from Israel to the desolate island of Goli Otok, formerly part of Yugoslavia. It was here, five decades earlier, that Vera was held and tortured as a political prisoner. And it is here that the three women will finally come to terms with the terrible moral dilemma that Vera faced, and that permanently altered the course of their lives. More Than I Love My Life is a sweeping story about the power of love and loving with courage. A novel driven by faith in humanity even in our darkest moments, it asks us to confront our deepest held beliefs about a woman's duty to herself and to her children.
In Falling Out of Time , David Grossman has created a genre-defying drama - part play, part prose, pure poetry - to tell the story of bereaved parents setting out to reach their lost children. It begins in a small village, in a kitchen, where a man announces to his wife that he is leaving, embarking on a journey in search of their dead son.The man - called simply the 'Walking Man' - paces in ever-widening circles around the town. One after another, all manner of townsfolk fall into step with him (the Net Mender, the Midwife, the Elderly Maths Teacher, even the Duke), each enduring his or her own loss. The walkers raise questions of grief and bereavement: Can death be overcome by an intensity of speech or memory? Is it possible, even for a fleeting moment, to call to the dead and free them from their death? Grossman's answer to such questions is a hymn to these characters, who ultimately find solace and hope in their communal act of breaching death’s hermetic separateness. For the reader, the solace is in their clamorous vitality, and in the gift of Grossman’s storytelling – a realm where loss is not merely an absence, but a life force of its own.
