Image: José Tola, "La Conquista” (detail), 2003.
This month, we present writing from Peru, a country whose international literary credentials are most closely linked to the Nobel Prize win of Mario Vargas Llosa. But as the eleven writers here show—via narrative nonfiction, poetry, and short stories—the country is host to a diverse and vibrant literature that extends well beyond the Nobel winner. From the Andes to the Amazon and back to the gritty urban reality of Lima, the writing here traces a new geography of Peruvian literature. Santiago Roncagliolo and Gabriela Wiener venture into the jungle on very different voyages of discovery. Claudia Salazar Jiménez’s protagonist undergoes a gruesome metamorphosis. Carlos Yushimito and Patricia de Souza create worlds of cruelty. Ritual and death pervade the fiction of Fernando Iwasaki, while the poetry of Victoria Guerrero Peirano evokes the sudden inarticulateness of two sisters in the face of illness. In Enrique Prochazka’s Andean tale, hunter becomes hunted. In Julio Durán’s short story, a would-be bond between a political prisoner and his keeper is irretrievably broken. Ivan Thays juxtaposes the Lindbergh kidnapping with a harrowing contemporary version. Thanks to the Peruvian Ministry of Culture, we’re able to bring you a recording of the creation story of the Tikuna people with a transcription of the indigenous tale in English. And after it all, Sergio Vilela looks at what’s behind Peruvian gastronomic phenom Gastón Acurio, whose restaurants and celebrity reach far beyond Peru. We thank guest editor Valerie Miles.
Elsewhere, we introduce an occasional series of writings on translation with scholar and translator Ilan Stavans’s reflections on the multiple renderings of Don Quixote.
Geography of the Peruvian Imagination
The stories here are indicative of the wide variety of styles in contemporary Peruvian literature, where individual approaches trump the need to fit into some imposed stylistic collective.
Like a Rolling Stone
That extraordinary screeching had been artificial: it hadn’t come from the ice, but from a weapon.
On the first attempt, the trigger jammed.
My skull rolls on the floor. Damn it.
I must imitate my sister in order to be her mother
Lessons for a Boy Who Arrived Late
Understanding what she desired, I said yes.
“It was just an idea,” Yves responded cynically, his face red, his lips damp.
Frail Before the Squalor
I’ve got no desire to erect a childhood.
Recording: Nguxtapax, Yoxi, and the Five Countries
Recording of the Tikuna oral storytelling tradition, accompanied by English translation via Spanish.
I told her everything, except for the blood.
“Every time someone goes to the USA, they die."
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