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Title	:	Cosmos
Author	:	Witold Gombrowicz
Book Format	:	Hardcover
Book Edition	:	Deluxe Edition
Pages	:	Pages: 208 pages
Published	:	October 10th 2005 by Yale University Press (first published 1965)
Categories	:	Fiction. European Literature. Polish Literature. Cultural. Poland. Mystery. Literature. Novels

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A dark, quasi-detective novel, Cosmos follows the classic noir motif to explore the arbitrariness of language, the joke of human freedom, and man’s attempt to bring order out of chaos in his psychological life.
Published in 1965, Cosmos is the last novel by Witold Gombrowicz (1904–1969) and his most somber and multifaceted work. Two young men meet by chance in a Polish resort town in the Carpathian Mountains. Intending to spend their vacation relaxing, they find a secluded family-run pension. But the two become embroiled first in a macabre event on the way to the pension, then in the peculiar activities and psychological travails of the family running it. Gombrowicz offers no solution to their predicament.
Cosmos is translated here for the first time directly from the Polish by Danuta Borchardt, translator of Ferdydurke.

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Original Title:	Kosmos
ISBN:	0300108486 (ISBN13: 9780300108484)
Edition Language:	English
Literary Awards:	Premio Formentor de las Letras for International (1967)

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Witold & I: A CosmosPrelude(Why? How? What an absurdity!)Anyhow, here goes, Witold and I, and our silent adventure:Part I: The EnticementWitold approached me in the park today. He asked me to read his latest book. Just needed an opinion, he said.I knew he was getting to be a big shot in Poland these days. I also knew he had been dabbling quite a bit in Philosophy at the University. So when he gave me his book, I was sure I would end up looking for philosophy in it even though he assured me

I started out disliking this book because of the confusing and rambling use of language and apparent lack of plot, but it started growing on me about halfway through. The narrator's world walks this strange line between reality and paranoia, sanity and craziness, and builds this sense of foreboding and tension that pulled me in. The unusual style- marked with a neurotic repetition of images, made up words, and run on sentences made me feel like I was actually inside the brain of the (perhaps

Be warned: Cosmos is a long 189 pages. It is tedious during most of the first half, then explodes with power. More tedium follows, escalating to the point that it becomes nail-biting tension. A tedious denoument follows a thrilling climax. Overall, the book offers maybe a 3:1 tedium/thrill ratio and no middle-ground. Gombrowicz's translated prose here is not near as dynamic as that found in Bacacay or Trans-Atlantyk. I expect that has to do with the translators' various weighings of the demands

A singular work. I havent read anything like it. There are themes that can be touched upon (in brief below) but they seem somehow beside the point. This is a visceral step into the mind of someone else, someone troubled with traits we all have (OCD-like), but pathologically. (spoiler) He strangled a cat and he is my friend. He put his finger in a hanged mans mouth (and then later a living priests mouth) and he is my friend. Bizarre.Trying to form order from chaos.OCD seems a reaction to

Sometimes a Cigar Is Just a SmokeFor a sign to be a sign there must be an intention which is quite independent of the object which constitutes the sign itself. Finding intention, and therefore meaning, is a tricky business. It requires imagination, which projects meaning onto objects, making them signs by magic as it were. This creates a mystery: For every sign deciphered by accident how many might go unnoticed, buried in the natural order of things? ... as if the surrounding reality was

Zuks! Confound me!An absurd sight of a sparrow hung from a string begins this unique tale of great paranoia and even greater mental contrivance. The central idea is of how a chaotic world is routinely, perpetually, even grudgingly, willed by us human beings into some sort of an order, and how the effects of this willing add in turn to the chaos. Meaning thereby that man's position in the world, while necessarily that of an observer and a learner, is also, out of that same necessity, that of an

Sparrow hanging in senseless success. A choked chicken adds to the symbol equation. Fish-face's boss hates him. In an accident they stay the night. Her mouth was a big bang. Everything means nothing, and behind that mouth this mouth. If you fuck someone you fuck everyone they have ever sheet between. Her mouth behind other her mouth, his hands on her hands your hands. Can't pick out ugly star from hot star from her sun star on his glow-worm. White ceiling skies betray signs. Dyslexic mystery.