I was asleep when I was somewhere else 
Ulrike Almut Sandig tells stories that surprise, disturb and to the center of the rich poetry. A life that is rolled back. A pair of twins the same in the body was born. A love story that ends in a submerged village. A sister who is Immm thinner, a father, who slowly turned to stone. Ulrike Almut Sandig
stories that are now in
Schöffling Publisher appeared bubbling with imagination. The young writer was so far mainly by its dreamy lyricism attention. Mehdi, the harmless image: almost all of the eleven in "Flamingos" gathered stories have a tendency to distraction, barbs that make repeated readings required. These barbs are, however, no extravagance, but rather an expression of a basic structural principle: the Cuban with eleven toes, the strange boy, who withdrew from the village world in the paddock, the old lady Dorothea Kupič, which grows a third eye on his forehead - Ulrike Almut Sandig world is full of outsiders, literally freaks different from their environment. That many of the same characters are children or young people is no accident: the undefined status of the adolescent is naturally full of mystery.
Most successful, however the last story in this volume is to be mentioned, largely dispenses with distorting effects: Three thousand blue whales in
a trip is described in the school bus, an unsatisfactory reality, from the narrative I hinwegträumt:
... then I closed my eyes and thought of nothing. I've often thought about anything in this bus. There was no reason to think of something else. What would have to be. Nothing. And then I fell asleep, asleep, when I would not be. I slept like I was somewhere else. This primal moment
poetic originate Ulrike Almut Sandig stories together in a wonderful little book with not so harmless shallows.
Ulrike Almut Sandig:
flamingos. Frankfurt: Schöffling & Co, 2010. 176 pages, 17.90 €.
