Sara Lidman writes about the longing for children and a man. As a red thread in her diaries and letters, there is doubt about being loved for who she is. She falls in love often. Especially in the love of her life - South Africa. He is black and she is allowed to pay a high prize for her love under the apartheid regime's rags, which closes around her until she finally has to leave South Africa.
Sara Lidman writes about the longing for children and a man. As a red thread in her diaries and letters, there is doubt about being loved for who she is. She falls in love often. Especially in the love of her life - South Africa. He is black and she is allowed to pay a high prize for her love under the apartheid regime's rags, which closes around her until she finally has to leave South Africa.
In vast mountain landscapes, high-rise buildings rise. They are empty. The mine eats slowly under them. It rattles in the houses at night when the ore is mined. In one of these demolition houses settles a woman who in her loneliness begins to hear voices. The voices come from a book. It is the voices of the miners that speak. She makes the voices and the former tenants a part of her everyday life. Until one day ...
