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Twelve-year-old Bird Gardner lives a quiet existence with his loving but broken father, a former linguist who now shelves books in a university library. His mother Margaret, a Chinese American poet, left the family when he was nine years old without a trace. Bird knows to not ask too many questions, stand out too much, or stray too far. For a decade, his family's life has been governed by laws written to preserve “American culture” in the wake of years of economic instability and violence. To keep the peace and restore prosperity, the authorities are now allowed to relocate children of dissidents, especially those of Asian origin, and libraries have been forced to remove books seen as unpatriotic.   Bird has grown up disavowing his mother and her poems; he doesn’t know her work or what happened to her, and he knows he shouldn’t wonder. But when he receives a mysterious letter containing only a cryptic drawing, he is pulled into a quest to find her. His journey will take him back to the many folktales she poured into his head as a child, through the ranks of an underground network of librarians, into the lives of the children who have been taken, and finally to New York City, where a new act of defiance may be the beginning of much-needed change.

Como un rompecabezas que no está completo sin todas las piezas, la literatura de Clarice se completa con estos escritos. Este libro contiene algunas piezas esenciales para comprender la obra de Clarice Lispector. Seguir la impresionante entrevista que en 1976, un año antes de su muerte, concedió de manera excepcional es acercarse al misterio que ella quiso ser y plasmar con un lenguaje que va más allá de la palabra.

Otro tipo de música evoca la vida familiar —mediante la añoranza, la rabia y la felicidad— e íntima de la autora, parte de esta valiosa constelación artística conocida como «Familia Parra», y ofrece, mediante breves historias y aforismos, una introducción divertida y original a la contemplación de lo que nos ocurre cada día. «Tengo mis dudas sobre lo que escribo, sobre el real interés en lo que busco. Antes quise que mis canciones no las escuchara nadie. Algo de voyerismo tiene todo esto. Tú mismo ahora estás mirando por un agujero cómo me desnudo. Crees que lo voy a hacer por completo. En verdad lo estoy haciendo».