Hah

"Because they 'love their mothers early and their fathers close to their deaths'. They know this the most. Fathers, on the other hand, do not come to be loved. Once fathers are loved, they immediately shorten and die. This is called first mourning, then mourning. This is what happens: The child picks up the rifle. At the end of the barrel : an illegible father. Then terrible things happen. Broken fins and stains. And then you see, the father is a faded coin in the sky."

Birgül Oguz's book is about mourning. But he's not just mourning a personal loss, Hah. He also feels the desire to throw away the "year one thousand nine hundred September" era which will be erased from memories. Representation attempts to represent, compensate and comprehend the incompensable and incomprehensible. The intervention of time into mourning finds its response in the language of stories that change from one state to another.