Glagoslav Publications Brings Out Tefil, Rafał Wojasiński’s New Engaging Masterpiece, in Which We Come Across a Curious – and Eerie – Situation
2 min readLondon, United Kingdom, June 29, 2024 — Summary:A younger man named Rozmaryn finds a {photograph} depicting his mom in the corporate of a stranger. He misplaced each his mother and father at an early age, and by no means even knew his mom. So he units off in search of that stranger, and this leads him to probably the most articulate, but unsettling and probably mentally handicapped characters as could be discovered wherever in literature: Tefil. A balding and considerably odiferous inhabitant of a garret flat in a sleepy city someplace in Poland, by no means married, Tefil, who spent his working years as a village factotum, now exists as one thing of a self-interested Oxfam bin amassing the garments of the lifeless. He additionally goes to excessive lengths to keep away from paying again insignificant money owed and cadging pastries, espresso, and typically alcoholic dinners, from passers-by to whom he attaches himself like a tick. He additionally philosophises, disparaging the sense of human life, and singing a paean to ‘all-conquering mould’, which is the one dwelling creature that can not be destroyed (supposedly, it even survives being eaten and digested), and which is fated to beat – to eat – all different life, together with man and his civilisation. How does that make us really feel, as human beings ourselves?
Rafał Wojasiński’s character is difficult, repulsive, and but fatally engaging. Like Rozmaryn, we can’t tear ourselves away from his dashing stream of phrases and concepts, which fascinate us whereas filling us with existential dread. But is Tefil severe? Or is he simply spilling an endless yarn, speaking for the sake of listening to his unquestionably spellbinding voice? One hopes it’s the latter, and it simply could be. For Tefil is a poetic novel, one thing in the road of James Joyce’s Finnegans Wake; one thing of a literary equal to absolute music and non-representational portray. Standing earlier than Wojasiński’s puzzling canvas, listening to his dissonant composition by way of to the top, the reader could be left bewildered – however will definitely not discover his time spent with Tefil unrewarding.
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