There’s a timeless quality to cultures—we are a
recent species on this earth, yet ancestry and legacy blurs into infinity.
Shakespeare always takes this theme to head & heart:
“And so from hour to
hour we ripe and ripe,
And then from hour to hour we rot and rot,
And thereby hangs a tale.”
It
is significant that Jaques quotes this pondering from a ‘fool’ in the forest of
Arden, the refuge of the exiled Duke Senior. America, well before its
ascendance as a world superpower, had such fools and forests and refugees. The
tales of a nation are incumbent on the weave of cultures foraging for what they
have—sometimes in amity, sometimes in enmity.
The stories in this volume explore
these cultural paths in samplings of plots that could be set ‘anywhere USA’.
Twain’s Huckleberry Finn is an archetype of how an American comes to terms and
comes of age, seemingly seamlessly; Morrison’s Beloved is as compelling an
archetype, if such coming to terms and coming of age is unseemly and unseamed.
Literature loves to range—dabble in the deductive, imagine the inductive—and
these stories aim to honor that balance.
Notably, I’ve been away from America for nearly
half my life. At age 26, I became a Peace Corps volunteer and learned something
of the cultures of Turkmenistan. Thereafter, the cultures of the former
Czechoslovakia have informed my family’s home. Tethers to America are forever in
that weave, whether traveling back to my roots or the countless ways America
ripples abroad. Like my volume Stara Evropa, stories here are
necessarily my perceptions of a given cultural milieu—fictional to ensure no
untoward exposure, autobiographical only to the extent that what these
characters think or feel are permanently in me.
Read them in the order that you like—some
will cater to a regional recognition, others will intentionally remain
amorphous. Eventually you’ll note that all include a poem of sorts. These are
modest attempts to further range the voices, hint at lyrical realities that lie
within us all. I’m grateful for a writer’s group in Prague’s Globe bookstore,
without which these stories and embedded poems would not have taken such shape.
Naturally, each of these stream-of-consciousness perspectives have many more to
thank.
“The Presence” (for
Marilyn)
“Cestoda” (for
Viola)
“Lucky You” (for
Kirsten)
“House Rules” (for
Greg)
“Truculence” (for
Karen)
“Retirement Speech” (for Don)
“Grounded” (for
Ben)
“Clutch” (for
Jonathan)
"Cadbury Memories” (for Anneliese)
“Old Ekdal’s Influence” (for Kateřina)
“Daedalus” (for
Tilo)
“Gridlock” (for
Joshua)
“Behold the fowls of the air” (for Eric)
“Transcendence” (for
Cara)
“The Infancy of Memory” (for Joseph)
Daniel Martin Vold Lamken
(2018)
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