Maiken Horn Bolset
The poems in this collection are dramatic explorations of phenomena such as sexuality, love, grief and aggression, expressed through observations, metaphors and aphorisms.Outwardly, people clothe themselves in various states of mind, as if each of them was a different felt shape.The observer talks to herself and to a ‘you’ whom she alternatively trusts and mistrusts. 'This charm-bomb of a debut collection explodes on the reader with lasting effect.'VG 'The combination of plain language and dark elements works perfectly and convincingly.' DAG OG TID'The physicality and humour in Maiken Horn Bolset’s poetic debut provide warm, enriching reading.' KLASSEKAMPEN
Ingeborg Dybvig
Yes. It was he. The man with the ring. None of us let him out of our sight. "What do we do now?" I looked at Simon. Just at that moment the man got up, put on his jacket and gathered his shopping bags. "Dang! He is leaving! What do we do?" I had promised both Englund and Dad that I would not play detective. "The question is, do we follow him or should we just let him go again?" said Simon. I looked at him. Could we maybe call for help? The man was already moving away from us. We did not have time. There was no helping it. I nodded to Simon. Without words, we followed him towards the exit. Claras father is taking pictures of the Norwegian Nobel Prize winner, and Clara get to go with him to Stockholm. Then the winner is struck down, and the Nobel-medal is stolen. Clara is under strict instructions not to play detective again, but that is a promise that is close to impossible to keep when the mysterious man with the ring keep turning up again and again. This is the third book in the Clara-Mysteries series.