Such is my farewell to Longhorn today
March 21st, 2010
By Tiina Kristoffersson

Some books, more than others, seem to be written to invoke philosophical thoughts from the reader. These kinds of books carry powerful quotations that can be used as a means of inspiration. They just seem to hit you with their force for some strange reason that you cannot really explain even to your self.

Yesterday I found a beautiful but also a bit sad text from the book called Tainaron: Mail from Another City written by Leena Krohn. Tainaron consists of a series of letters sent beyond the sea from a city of insects. It is a book of changes and it speaks of metamorphoses that test all of nature: from flea to a star, from stone and grass to human. The same irresistible force that gives us birth, also kills us. This is what I found:

"For it was, after all, now clear that although I had lived beside him from the beginning to the end, not just one life but two or three, I would have never learned to know him. His outline, which I had drawn around him in order to be able to show him and name him, had now disappeared. It liberated the great stranger who was much realer Longhorn than the person I once knew, small and separate.

Such is my farewell to Longhorn today, date as postmark, in the city of Tainaron."

Nominated for the prestigious Finlandia Prize, Tainaron is a perfect introduction to the work of a modern fabulist, Leena Krohn.

http://www.amazon.com/Tainaron-Mail-Another-Leena-Krohn/dp/1930997825/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1269185528&sr=1-1