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The Land of Green Plums ❰Reading❯ ➿ The Land of Green Plums Author Herta Müller – Centrumpowypadkowe.co.uk Set in Romania at the height of Ceausescu s brutal reign of terror, TheLand of Green Plums tells the story of a group of young students, each of whom has left the impoverished provinces in search of b Set in Romania at the of Green ePUB ´ height of Ceausescu s brutal reign of terror, TheLand of Green Plums tells the story of a group of young students, each of whom has left the impoverished provinces in search of better prospects in the city It is a profound illustration of a totalitarian state which comes to inhabit every aspect of life to the extent that everyone, event the strongest, must either bend to the oppressors, or resist them and perish Librarian note This is an alternate edition for ISBN.


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  1. Jim Fonseca Jim Fonseca says:

    Another gem from the Nobel Prize winning author 2009 of The Hunger Angel and The Appointment She writes about life in Romania under the communist dictator Ceausescu 1965 1989 Muller grew up as a member of Romania s large German minority and she writes in German A group of young people from impoverished rural backgrounds are thrown together in college dorms in the big city the young women, six to a room The oppression of the dictator is everywhere and talk of his health is constant Rum Another gem from the Nobel Prize winning author 2009 of The Hunger Angel and The Appointment She writes about life in Romania under the communist dictator Ceausescu 1965 1989 Muller grew up as a member of Romania s large German minority and she writes in German A group of young people from impoverished rural backgrounds are thrown together in college dorms in the big city the young women, six to a room The oppression of the dictator is everywhere and talk of his health is constant Rumors hopes of his illnesses, thesevere the better, are talked about every day One of the women kills herself and that is followed by compulsory attendance at a meeting in an auditorium to admonish her memory The rules and regulations, the spying and the reporting, the fear of being followed, the inability to really trust anyone else or to safely hide anything for fear of search is stifling We sat together at a table, but our fear stayed locked within each of our heads, just as we d brought it to our meetings We laughed a lot, to hide it from each other But fear always finds an out If you control your face, it slips into your voice If you manage to keep a grip on your face and your voice, as if they were dead wood, it will slip out through your fingers It will pass through your skin and lie there You can see it lying around on objects close by The narrator is a young woman and her only escape is that she hangs out with a group of young men in a summer house reading banned books The thrill of discovery is the only thing that counteracts the fear and the boredom Resist or die they chose resistance and experience betrayal Top photo from Bucharestlife.netBottom photo from Kami s blog Mywanderlust.pl


  2. Ahmad Sharabiani Ahmad Sharabiani says:

    Herztier The Land of Green Plums, Herta M llerThe Land of Green Plums German Herztier is a novel by Herta M ller, published in 1994 by Rowohlt Verlag Perhaps M ller s best known work, the story portrays four young people living in a totalitarian police state under the Soviet imposed communist dictatorship in Romania, ending with their emigration to Germany The narrator is an unidentified young woman belonging to the ethnic German minority M ller said the novel was written in memory of m Herztier The Land of Green Plums, Herta M llerThe Land of Green Plums German Herztier is a novel by Herta M ller, published in 1994 by Rowohlt Verlag Perhaps M ller s best known work, the story portrays four young people living in a totalitarian police state under the Soviet imposed communist dictatorship in Romania, ending with their emigration to Germany The narrator is an unidentified young woman belonging to the ethnic German minority M ller said the novel was written in memory of my Romanian friends who were killed under the Ceau escu regime 2012 256 20


  3. İntellecta İntellecta says:

    Herztier who would like to Reading this book, should be aware that this is not an entertainment reading Books about bad times are often rated differently She tells her story in a highly poetic, very associative, but at the same time in a very robust language This book leaves a mixed sense In the shock of the narrated events the admiration for the literary achievement mingles Especially the language enthusiastic, in which the female characters are described very sensitively At the beginni Herztier who would like to Reading this book, should be aware that this is not an entertainment reading Books about bad times are often rated differently She tells her story in a highly poetic, very associative, but at the same time in a very robust language This book leaves a mixed sense In the shock of the narrated events the admiration for the literary achievement mingles Especially the language enthusiastic, in which the female characters are described very sensitively At the beginning, the narrative style also confused me The text seems to be crack and fragmentary, but one you have read in and adapted to the peculiar style of the author, then you can enjoy this Book


  4. WILLIAM2 WILLIAM2 says:

    Possesses a narrative patterning that is strikingly beautiful There s compression, too, and suspense, though it s not a mystery or thriller It s character driven so there s no real plot Yet the vivid picture Herta M ller paints of Communist Romania under dictator Nicolae Ceau escu is an absolute horror I mean, the inanity of harassing perfectly harmless people and interrogating them and humiliating them for no purpose other than to instill fear and, thus, submission Hannah Arendt s phrase Possesses a narrative patterning that is strikingly beautiful There s compression, too, and suspense, though it s not a mystery or thriller It s character driven so there s no real plot Yet the vivid picture Herta M ller paints of Communist Romania under dictator Nicolae Ceau escu is an absolute horror I mean, the inanity of harassing perfectly harmless people and interrogating them and humiliating them for no purpose other than to instill fear and, thus, submission Hannah Arendt s phrase the banality of evil springs to mind Herta M ller has taken a hideous thing and made transcendent art from it A captivating stunner of a novel but dark, dark


  5. Steven Godin Steven Godin says:

    It was all in their eyes, Romanian eyes, eyes of fear, eyes of suffering, eyes of sadness Fast forward, 1989, December 25, how could I forget, Christmas day Family, festive spirits, presents, death by firing squad, Nicolae Ceau escu, wife Elena, two tickets, one wayHell The Land of Green Plums a moving account for a group of students trying to better themselves under Ceau escu s reign of terror, living in a totalitarian state, that would effect every aspect day after day Poverty stricke It was all in their eyes, Romanian eyes, eyes of fear, eyes of suffering, eyes of sadness Fast forward, 1989, December 25, how could I forget, Christmas day Family, festive spirits, presents, death by firing squad, Nicolae Ceau escu, wife Elena, two tickets, one wayHell The Land of Green Plums a moving account for a group of students trying to better themselves under Ceau escu s reign of terror, living in a totalitarian state, that would effect every aspect day after day Poverty stricken, tormented souls, hope a million miles away, stand hand in hand with the oppressors, or perish like a fist full of dust Trapped behind the Iron certain, no gaps in between, no sun Despondent faces stare at the ground, desolate eyes look to the heavens M ller s prose, hypnotic, mentally agonizing, relentlessly powerful, bleak and wholly unconventional Read partly in a cafe, on the metro, and the comforts of home, but would have seemedfitting to have sat on an old stool, in the corner of a small room, facing walls of decay.Final thoughts gruelling ,debilitating, stunned , the writing at times was almost too much to bear Will never forget, but don t want to remember


  6. Caterina Caterina says:

    Everyone had a friend in every wisp of cloudthat s how it is with friends where the world is full of feareven my mother said, that s how it isfriends are out of the questionthink ofserious things.Did you ever feel ashamed for taking pleasure in a book The title The Land of Green Plums and even the cover illustration are at first dreamy The prose is original, austere, and poetic yet also somehow dreamy, surreal like a Russell Edson prose poem The effect is a terror that sneaks up, Everyone had a friend in every wisp of cloudthat s how it is with friends where the world is full of feareven my mother said, that s how it isfriends are out of the questionthink ofserious things.Did you ever feel ashamed for taking pleasure in a book The title The Land of Green Plums and even the cover illustration are at first dreamy The prose is original, austere, and poetic yet also somehow dreamy, surreal like a Russell Edson prose poem The effect is a terror that sneaks up, builds like slow poison, like the green plums that grow everywhere in Romania, whose soft, edible pits contain a toxin Children eat the plums despite their mothers warnings, and the young men who crave jobs as police officers, their only opportunity for any kind of power, are constantly stealing them out of gardens and stuffing their faces with them In truth I didn t take pleasure for long, but the book is a work of art, and worth reading I found myself reading and re reading to glean meanings from the indirect, subtle text that mirrors the indirection necessary under the dictatorship Some aspects maybe cultural remain a mystery to me But also I dragged my feet, I didn t want to read what might come next The biggest mystery was what had these students or any of the other countless victims of the regime done to deserve to be terrorized and sometimes murdered or driven to suicide In short, nothing It wasn t what they did or did not do, it was the pleasure those in power took in abuse, control, manipulation, torment, destruction


  7. Julia Julia says:

    When i started to read, i thought Oh no, stream of conscious like, unconnected episodes in a weird language , but as i progressed i slowly started to appreciate M ller s unusual language The metaphors are strange, but are very expressive.They make you feel the opressive atmosphere in a totalitarian regime, one starts to feel persecuted by harmless men with dogs walking behind you, one can relate perfectly well to how the characters growandhopeless and depressed despite of th When i started to read, i thought Oh no, stream of conscious like, unconnected episodes in a weird language , but as i progressed i slowly started to appreciate M ller s unusual language The metaphors are strange, but are very expressive.They make you feel the opressive atmosphere in a totalitarian regime, one starts to feel persecuted by harmless men with dogs walking behind you, one can relate perfectly well to how the characters growandhopeless and depressed despite of their deep friendship and mutual support The descriptions of a bleak, barren suppressed country are very accurate, and the story of Lola, the girl with a poor area stamped on her face who commits suicide is terrifyingly sad I love the author for her criticism not only of the dictatorship and its blind followers, but also herself After the death of the girl, there s a conference at school for expulsing her post mortem of the communist party and all the teachers raise arms to show their loyalty in the voting out of fear to be suspicious themselves if they don t After the scene, the narrator who is easily identifiable with the author sits in a park and counts all the people who would ve done the same, and is devastated at the realisation that she wouldn t be an exception it shows how a system of control and angst corrupts virtually everyone.this is a really weird little book, it even haunted me during night.or better, the vulnerable, yet strong voice of the narrator which pierces like glass despite of being quite obscure in some sequels.if you want to understand how life was in communist Romania and probably in any system depending on control and censorship , read this book despite of the bleak topic it s a beautiful, if not enyoyable read i don t know about the competition, but i do think that Herta M ller deserves the praise and awards she got


  8. Tony Tony says:

    There are were Germans in Romania Swabians, I think they are called I confess a gap here I knew, of course, about Germans in Czechoslovakia A convenient casus belli But there was this community of Germans in Romania after one shuffling of nations Don t tell Adolf Herta M ller was one of them This work maybe all her works, from what I ve read is semi autobiographical Her father had been a member of the Waffen SS during World War II, and earned a living as a truck driver in Communist There are were Germans in Romania Swabians, I think they are called I confess a gap here I knew, of course, about Germans in Czechoslovakia A convenient casus belli But there was this community of Germans in Romania after one shuffling of nations Don t tell Adolf Herta M ller was one of them This work maybe all her works, from what I ve read is semi autobiographical Her father had been a member of the Waffen SS during World War II, and earned a living as a truck driver in Communist Romania Romania, sensing a loser, switched sides midway In 1945 her mother, then aged 17, was along with 100,000 others of the German minority deported to forced labor camps in the Soviet Union, from which she was released in 1950 The Swabians were put upon by the Ceau escu regime, seems to be the point of M ller s work.Fully understanding that I might be penalized by the Nobel Committee, I nevertheless am hard pressed to cough up any sympathy for Nazis or their children I m a hard case I do not equate the snooping through mail with the eradication of Jews, Poles, Homosexuals and Gypsies A word of contrition would have helped.That said.As a purely literary effort, this had merit It s poetic, and rife with symbolism My brother drives the sheep home in the evening, writes Lola He has to cross through the melon field He s left the pasture too late, it s getting dark, and the sheep with their bony shanks are stepping on the melons and smashing them My brother sleeps in the shed, and the sheep have red feet the whole night long. Is there a point where symbolism is too obvious Watermelons, M ller s sheep and McCarthy s Suttree mental deficient Contrast and Compare Discuss I ve tried these two sober and, you know, otherwise Booze protects the skull from the forbidden, and fodder protects the mouth Even when the tongue can only babble, the habit of fear does not desert the voice.And People say it only snows when a good person dies That s not true.And yet I liked it I do because I do not condemn, well not always, when I read, if I learn something I did and if the writing is good it was I could have taken the snarky out and just quoted what I liked And there would have been plenty But then I might have lost my Herztier So let me choose just one of many passages which moved me, in a literary kind of way, something perhaps which will make you want to read this The child has two grandmothers One brings her love to the child at bedtime, and the child looks up at the white ceiling because she knows that Grandmother is about to start praying The other brings her love to the child at bedtime, and the child gazes into her dark eyes, because she knows that Grandmother is about to start singing.When the child can no longer bear the sight of the ceiling or the dark eyes, she pretends to sleep The first grandmother doesn t finish her prayer She gets up in the middle and walks out The other grandmother finishes her song, her face is crooked because she loves singing so much.When her song is finished, she thinks the child is fast asleep She says Rest your heart beast now, you ve played so much today.The singing grandmother outlives the praying grandmother by nine years And she outlives her own reason by six years She no longer recognized anyone in the house All she remembers are her songs.One evening she walks from the corner of the room to the table and says, in the glow of the light, I m so glad you re all with me in Heaven She doesn t realize she s alive and that she ll have to sing herself to death No illness will come to help her die. Herztier, the title of this book in the original German, is, I m reliably told, not a word in German But it is translated here as heart beast Make your own meaning More or less But know it has a rapid pulse It comes from asking How to Be Both It wants to be calmed, soothed, by some lullaby Which works, I promiseuntil the next night


  9. Mariel Mariel says:

    Not everyone is lucky enough to be able to say openly how they feel in their hearts Some people have to keep their hearts hiddenAlfred ChesterA table and a chair now stood in the cube where Lola s bed had been And on the table, a big preserving jar with long sprays from the scruffy park, dwarf white roses with delicately serrated leaves The branches put down white roots in the water The girls could walk and eat and sleep in the cube They weren t afraid to sing in front of Lola s leaveNot everyone is lucky enough to be able to say openly how they feel in their hearts Some people have to keep their hearts hiddenAlfred ChesterA table and a chair now stood in the cube where Lola s bed had been And on the table, a big preserving jar with long sprays from the scruffy park, dwarf white roses with delicately serrated leaves The branches put down white roots in the water The girls could walk and eat and sleep in the cube They weren t afraid to sing in front of Lola s leaves.The friends of the uniformed suicidal, carrier of the hunger fleas from her province, go looking for the drum beats of hunger pains like it was a dust bowl in dream songs gotta be country songs no one remembers all the way to their bitter end because no one wrote them down on waking The girls in the cube couldn t speak in front of Lola The group think pamphlets sprung up around her bed They were the eyelash tears of little Alice in her jar Won t you help me, somebody Lola s notebook spoke the truth of a dream you can t remember It was Alice with her angry confusion when none of it made any sense It didn t really know what anyone else s hearts looked like either I think this is important She really liked the title of the head director of the school I wouldn t have uttered a word around Lola, either You just can t trust her I don t blame anyone who didn t like Lola She stole their clothes, returning them to their closet unwashed Yes, she was hungry But do her hunger pains wash the rains from the faces of anyone else Everyone had a friend in every wisp of cloudthat s how it is with friends where the world is full of feareven my mother said, that s how it isfriends are out of the questionthink ofserious thingsShe puts a finger to her cheek to count herself in the thousand out of every thousand Will no one stand up She won t She knows that Lola wouldn t have either She falls in step with three male friends They meet to talk about Lola Georg, Edgar and Kurt They meet to keep her notebook in their heads as if the cheap ink of their country would stain their fingertips to speak for them what they never would You can tell by my hands that they would make gestures they never would in real life What is real life.They recite the poem about every wisp of cloud It beats their friends, it keeps distances, it feeds the hunger with a larger stomach to holdemptiness Trust no one.Have you seen the National Geographic documentary on North Korea The one hosted by Lisa Ling Did you want to punch in her in the face when she interviews a typical family in their home Pushing them to express doubts, or criticize their leader This family lived for what passes for a blessed life in North Korea But she would have them condemn themselves and everyone related to them anyone who will ever again be related to them to life in prison or death Just for her stupid interview She made a lot of smug Look how brainwashed everyone is faces to the camera Talk about really not getting it The group of friends meet to read secret books in the language of their families, German When they leave school they split the books between them and they will become the wisp of cloud in those unfortunate enough to associate with them Not that they, like the insufferable Lisa Ling, get it They will not read the books again I thought that was important.When she speaks to her friends they will write down the words of Lola They don t write her own words, Lola s replacement I had the feeling she would only write her own words when she was dead like Lola Not dead in life but on one side with no moving limbs to touch other colors, another truth Like when the married lover she doesn t give a fuck about dies escaping over the border with his wife He is only real when she thinks he might have thought she might be able to sing their official tormentor, the Captain Pjele, has her sing his words What would he have done to her When the cost is final she is real like Lola Lola was real when she was dead I don t know what safe is but I had that squirmy feeling about the open eye on trespassers She will accidentally leave contraband in the homes of unsuspecting associations She never knew them They carry secrets in their hearts, their own lives and pains She doesn t know them What can you do for me When she has been allowed to escape Romania into Germany she will cut off her friend Tereza and wouldn t you know they bear grudges against this woman who THEY are using, not the other way around for pretending to go around with the Captain to be allowed a German visit before cancer takes her once and for all Oh, but she tries to let the grasses of love grow again Or does she want to nurse the old viper once and for all of death of the heart Muller s book puts a toe in both truths but the toe stepsoften on the side of your ass is grass and I ve got a lawn mower They don t think the authorities had something on Tereza to threaten her with because THEY put the books in HER home, in HER office locker Every wisp of cloud, right The officers escaped from the there are worse jobs in the provinces of hunger to eat unripened plums on the side of the road Walk as quietly as you can, don t let them notice you too much I wouldn t have been able to hold their pain with my own, if I were living with them Tereza is always saying that all of the food reeks I would smell the reek, it would turn my appetite to dust in my mouth Kurt is obsessed with if the men who work in the slaughterhouse where he is an engineer are blood guzzlers He will speak of nothing else I was surprised he ended his own life I am surprised he didn t have a wisp of cloud to whisper the possibility that the hungry men might drink his blood too Someone has to stay warm He fucked one of their little daughters and hated her for it I don t know if I would have had enough left over to pity Kurt or Georg when the poor little girl with nothing is used so cruelly by them If you can see another human being as garbage can you say it is the fault of someone else, your government, when you have a secret heart of I can t When the girl in their group leaves a burden on the seamstress, doesn t know that she is Hungarian after all, was the life of motions of whomever may be watching the burden of the audience Tereza, the one they abandon, says that she wasn t German yet knew her friend was That s right You don t have to be someone else to accept that they have a heart and a life of their own I don t care they dismissed Tereza as stupid or not as good as them Stupid means good enough to use Tereza took the risk on friendship Both girls have broken hearts but I feel that only one didn t push the pain along with fevered reassurances of death But they forgot that they were no longer permitted to stroke or slap this face That they could no longer touch it Our mothers illnesses sensed that, for us, untying was a beautiful word.Muller is also kind of a genius with overlaying the letters from home Behind words of how life has made them sick they pleaded for their children to remember them Love me Give me meaning The privileged college students would not understand what they had because they had to be free from the love of home They couldn t see as they were counting the thousand in every thousand of who they couldn t trust what anyone else had, or what they had had I think that is most likely common everywhere from all times that anyone with a mother cannot feel past that weight how it feels for someone else I saw that Edgar was goddamned lucky to have a family to come home to After I read The Land of Green Plums I went online to look for a book about prostitution in communist countries unsuccessful Recommendations would be appreciated, if anyone knows of any good ones I have had this impression for a long time that it was taken for granted that all women were prostitutes by the men and the women The cutting of returning female soldiers in Russia was just so awful It really pissed me off I kinda love Muller for a quote from another book of hers that where others saw a woman selling herself for bread she saw a beautiful woman and hunger hurts I don t think that she could see windows with the light left on in others and nothing but dark masses for the rest But the toe does return too often to one sore spot Plums would write inside my head book when it knew that people like the seamstress were people in their own right, with secrets of their own,than some other loud truth of how you can t trust anyone Lola speaks louder once she is dead Georg falls to his death and his friends feel safe to love him, now This bothers methan I can say From what I ve read about her other books I have had this feeling that silence and what a person will live with about their true selves is important to Muller It is But it isn t only important to one person People have to live So I don t care if North Koreans are public about hating their leader if it means they have to die to do it I don t know what is in their hearts and I will never say they or anyone else doesn t have one Her female protagonist returns often to thoughts of those in her community who are succumbed to insanity blessed or victims is debatable To her it is an option I don t know how I feel about death or insanity as options against a common reality You don t know This is a hard book It rubs up against all of the hard places and reminds you of where it hurts, where it has been untied and where there isn t weight I hope to never be like them and think I know about everyone else It s hard in this world Everyone has to sell every day Governments take your money and do something unspeakable to someone else You go to work and your days go by to where you don t want to be You get tired Someone talks too much about blood guzzlers and reekers and you want it all to stop I know and I know I ll probably read The Hunger Angel next I think a lot about the luxury of tears and she does too


  10. Greg Brozeit Greg Brozeit says:

    Wenn wir schweigen, werden wir unangenehm, sagte Edgar, wenn wir reden, werden wir l cherlichWhen we re silent, we become unpleasant, said Edgar, when we speak, we become laughable I m finally getting comfortable with M ller s writing It is like looking through a disorganized, virtual scrapbook filled with mementos, photos, and short snippets of grainy 8 mm films The story doesn t start taking shape until the reader thinks about what connects those mementos and pays as much attention toWenn wir schweigen, werden wir unangenehm, sagte Edgar, wenn wir reden, werden wir l cherlichWhen we re silent, we become unpleasant, said Edgar, when we speak, we become laughable I m finally getting comfortable with M ller s writing It is like looking through a disorganized, virtual scrapbook filled with mementos, photos, and short snippets of grainy 8 mm films The story doesn t start taking shape until the reader thinks about what connects those mementos and pays as much attention to what s just outside the frame as what is in it That, combined with her terse, direct sentences, forms the story Although I have complained about how Thomas Mann makes the reader work hard, I know that I m being hypocritical in appreciating it when M ller does it So call me a hypocrite.Although I didn t grow up in Romania behind the Iron Curtain, I did spend significant periods of my teen and early adult years in East Germany which, admittedly, was not as stark M ller has a way of bringing back images that I thought I had forgotten Her story is about the double standards, fears, and simple hopes that totalitarianism bred among its people Her writing style is appropriate because there is no real linear, sensible way to really appreciate, digest or understand it One hopefully just does That s why I like and respect this story so much.The title, Herztier, or as I would translate it, animal heart, seems so appropriate and it is, in my view, a shame that the translators in English chose the title they did I understand why, but this story is about so muchthan the land of plums It is about the how the heart lost much of its humanity under the rule of Ceausescu Even if one escapes it, the scars make it hard to become fully, trustingly human But then again, it s not just totalitarianism that breeds animal hearts among usWenn wir schweigen, werden wir unangenehm, sagte Edgar, wenn wir reden, werden wir l cherlich


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