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On Overgrown Paths
Return to Book Page. On Overgrown Paths by Knut Hamsun. A Nobel laureate deeply beloved by his countrymen, Hamsun was now reviled as a traitor—as long as his sanity was not called into question. On Overgrown Paths is Hamsun’s apologia. However, the psychiatric report declared him to be sane, but concluded that his mental faculties were “permanently impaired.
This edition is the first authoritative English translation of Hamsun’s last work, a work which stood at the center of the hwmsun film Hamsun. Knut Hamsun was the greatest 20th century Norwegian novelist, winner of the Nobel Prize, and enormously beloved when the country was occupied in World War II. During the war, however, his wife, a supporter of Quisling and the Nazis, traveled across the country reading from oon work, particularly Growth of the Soilwhich seemed to support notions of agrarian return by a superior Aryan peasant class.
Old and confused, Hamsun traveled to Germany to meet with Hitler, hoping, he claimed, to change the conditions of occupation in Norway. The meeting ended disastrously, and after the war, Hamsun was arrested for his Nazi sympathy.
As this book reveals, however, Hamsun was anything by mentally disturbed.
It is a sad and tragic book ovetgrown with pained sorrow of an old man, great in stature and contribution, but completely out of touch with his own time.
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To ask other readers questions about On Overgrown Pathsplease sign up. Lists with This Book. Jan 11, Michael rated it liked it. The book Knut Hamsun wrote while mostly confined in mental institutions awaiting his trial for treason after World War II. It is a sorrowful document to read, On Overgrown Paths, although it does show Hamsun had full command of his mental faculties — the matter supposedly at question.
Some classic Hamsun romanticism appears; but more of his fatalism and the painful ponderings of a very elderly man whose life has taken such an abruptly humiliating and dehumanizing turn. This book is for those The book Knut Hamsun wrote while mostly confined in mental institutions awaiting his trial for treason after World War II.
This book is for those with a deep interest in Hamsun already; it will be a weird introduction to him for those unfamiliar with his work. His origins in, and love for, Norway’s Nordland run throughout, especially in a couple meetings with a true wanderer also from Hamsun’s hometown — a man who walks barefoot to save his shoes until he comes to a town, and who still lives by occasional day-work here and there.
Between scenes such as those, and Hamsun’s memories and preoccupations, the old ways of living are made powerfully present again. A passing reference to Truman — one has to remind oneself that this means, yes, President Harry Truman — shocks the reader who has by then slipped wholly into Hamsun’s timeless world.
Can these two timelines possibly overlap? Yes, which in its way was part of Hamsun’s personal tragedy. It is worth remembering that he was already 80 when Hitler took over Norway and precipitated the conditions that led, years later, to Hamsun’s eventual trial.
Hamsun is already mostly deaf and, in the course of this book, growing blind.
It takes three long years of institutional incarceration for Hamsun’s case finally to be heard, and the full text of his statement to the court is hamdun here. Hamsun says he stands behind everything he said and wrote, but there is also, at moments, gamsun obsequious, pleading, even weaseling tone uncharacteristic of Hamsun the author, but perhaps understandable given that his life was still at stake.
It seems to me unlikely that Hamsun was ever a Nazi or had serious Nazi sympathies. His love of things Germanic, and his corresponding dislike of England, which he regarded as much more imperialistic, explain some of his wartime writings, I believe. And his hopes that Norway could ultimately benefit from German victories were a form of patriotism, although one his fellow countrymen did not understand or believe.
If I’m wrong, and he was in part an opportunist, he sure picked the wrong side of this one. Once the war ended, Hamsun and we can’t forget his wife, who may have been more pro-Nazi, became ready targets for the mood of vengeance that naturally grabbed hold of a formerly occupied country.
One last bit of Hamsun’s writing might be kjut best way to end this overgrosn, and something of the man to leave with anybody who has made it through my comments here.
How he evokes the land itself, and gives his appreciation or at least understanding of forces greater than our little human doings and voices, still impresses me with its enduring worldview: Snow has fallen; it is winter. At this point I stop. No one knows how long I have sat here thinking, but I got no further than that. I thought I might be able to say something fine and striking about snow and winter, but I failed. I awoke one morning and found snow and winter; that is all.
No, that is not all; snow and winter are evil to me.
The young girl speaks of it with chattering teeth; the wise ant flees several yards down into the earth to get away from it all. It is all the same to me. I have good shoes, but yesterday I read a dispatch from the famine areas telling of children without a crumb to eat, of children who have to be warmed on their mother’s body lest they grow stiff with the cold. The mountains lie yonder in their full weight to themselves; the forest is stone dead and utterly slain; all is silent; the ovedgrown lies there and is white and kind; the cold rejects all idea of equality by birth and will not let mankind have its say.
View all 3 comments. Oct 29, Eddie Watkins rated it really liked it Shelves: Hamsun proudly proving he could still be Hamsun – following the drift of his mind from current events to childhood memories to an encounter with a barefoot wanderer to being reinvigorated by feminine beauty with humor, concision, and wide-openness – even though he was in his 80’s and mostly deaf, going blind, and incarcerated hasmun a hospital and an old folks’ home for working too closely with the Nazis.
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There is an inspiring simplicity to the way as an old man he finds ways to tap back into forc Hamsun proudly proving he could still be Hamsun – following the drift of his mind from current events to childhood memories to an encounter with a barefoot wanderer to being reinvigorated by feminine beauty with humor, concision, and wide-openness – even though he was in his 80’s and mostly deaf, going blind, and incarcerated in a hospital and an old folks’ home for working too closely with the Nazis.
There is an inspiring simplicity to the way as an old man he finds ways to tap back into forces of life. Throughout the book he seems intent on disproving the very defense concocted by authorities to save his reputation: I read this partly to understand why he might have done what he did, but it didn’t provide much clarity, beyond being a demonstration of his contrary character and fierce independence that is to say his reasons were interior and personal, egoistic, not due to any outward hatred or racism.
It also demonstrates how straight up odd he was to the end – gaining wisdom by watching ants; and expending more energy during this weighty, foreboding, and consequential time of his life writing about shoelaces than Hitler. Feb 24, Ronald Morton rated it really liked it. This feels like an odd place to start with Knut Hamsum, but somehow I ended up with it from a used book shopping trip from years back when I picked up a stack of Green Integer Press books that someone had just dropped off, and it was only in the last month that I re-visited them and came across this.
I’ve been looking for Growth of the Soil used for a while now, and only in the last week finally found a copy of Hunger, but I decided to go ahead and give this a shot. It’s quite good, but frustra This feels like an odd place to start with Knut Hamsum, but somehow I ended up with it from a used book shopping trip from years back when I picked up a stack of Green Integer Press books that someone had just dropped off, and it was only in the last month that I re-visited them and came across this.
It’s quite good, but frustrating. Written in the years where Hamsun was confined – in a hospital, an old-person’s home, a mental hospital, and then the old-person’s home again – while awaiting his trial for Treason for his support of the Nazi’s during their occupation of Norwaythis is mostly a recounting of what he did during his confinement, along with a meditation on aging. The only mention of his actions during the war come from a transcription of his testimony when his case was finally heard.
I suppose it’s my own fault for hoping that he would write about his actions during the war – from what I can tell he never did – but I did expect that, and as such I did not like this as much as I probably should have.
But, for what is here, it’s fantastic. His use of language ln description is incredible, and his overgdown about aging – especially those that focus on his failing senses – are especially poignant. Due to his actions during the war, it leaves me conflicted to enjoy his stuff, but he is hamwun incredible writer, and I try to approach him from only that angle. Jan 19, Ruzica rated it really liked it Shelves: Probably not the best Knut Hamsun’s book to start with, but nonetheless, it’s terrific piece of autobiographical prose that gives an insight into Hamsun’s late years.
One might think Hamsun was demented old man considering his collaboration with Nazis and fact that he sent his Nobel medal to Goebbels out of gratitude for all the ‘good’ he’s done in Europebut this book shows he was lucid and very much self aware.
This book is sort of an atonement for all the praise and approval he gave to Naz Probably not the best Knut Hamsun’s book to start with, but nonetheless, it’s terrific piece of autobiographical prose that gives an insight into Hamsun’s late years. This book is sort of an atonement for all the praise and approval he gave to Nazis during the WW2, meeting Hitler, writing a eulogy for Hitler “Hitler was a warrior, a warrior for humankind and a preacher of the gospel of justice for all nations.
He was a reforming character knuf the highest order, and his historical fate was pathz he functioned in a time of exampleless [unequalled] brutality, which in the end felled him. Thus may the ordinary Western European look at Adolf Hitler.
And we, his close followers, bow our heads at his death. But also in the same time it’s crazy to think he patsh know what was happening all over Europe and what nacism actually represented. Jan 23, Amorfna rated it liked it Shelves: Dec 26, Boris rated it really liked it. Ovo je zadnja knjiga koju je Hamsun napisao knutt to u devedesetoj. U knjizi koja je prevedena “Po zaraslim st Ovo je zadnja knjiga koju je Hamsun napisao i to u devedesetoj.
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Kraj zaraslih staza 2. Hamsun – angloamerikanci i sovjeti. Hamsun i psihijatar dr Langfeldt. Hamsun i knjiga “Po zaraslim stazama”. Hamsun i literatura o hasun. En definitiva, un gran meh. God zegent ook het zwijgen. Hamsun is bijna 85 als het boek begint, in feite een autobiografisch relaas over zijn laatste jaren, nadat hij was gearresteerd vanwege zijn onverholen sympathie voor Hitler en zijn nazi-Duitsland.
Al schrijft Hamsun zelf: Ik schrijf wat toevallige gebeurtenissen op, zo maar wat herinneri ‘God zegent alles, niet alleen maar het gewone gebabbel van de overvrown dat we begrijpen. Ik schrijf wat toevallige gebeurtenissen op, zo maar wat herinneringen Want God zegent ook het zwijgen.