Hakutulokset: Kirjoja kirjailijalta Hiromi Kawakami

Tsukiko on 38-vuotias, hän työskentelee toimistossa Tokion keskustassa, asuu yksin, töiden jälkeen käy baarissa yksin. Sitten eräänä iltana kantapaikassa on hänen entinen …

Tsukiko is in her late 30s and living alone when one night she happens to meet one of her former high school teachers, 'Sensei', in a bar. He is at least thirty years her senior, …

Over the course of his life, Mr Nishino falls hopelessly in love again and again. One woman is a colleague, another a chance encounter; one is the girlfriend of a classmate, …

Among the jumble of paperweights, plates, typewriters and general bric-a-brac in Mr Nakano's thrift store, there are treasures to be found. Each piece carries its own story of love …

From the best-selling author of Strange Weather in Tokyo comes a collection of playful, delightful, delectable Japanese micro-fiction.

Both startlingly restless and immaculately compact, Manazuru paints the portrait of a woman on the brink of her own memories and future.Twelve years have passed since Kei's …

The Akutagawa Prize-winning stories from the author of Strange Weather in TokyoIn these three haunting and lyrical stories, three young women experience unsettling loss and …

This "gentle, humorous novel" follows a young Japanese woman as she yearns for the love of a reluctant coworker (The Wall Street Journal). The objects for sale at the Nakano Thrift …

Tsukiko is in her late 30s and living alone when one night she happens to meet one of her former high school teachers, 'Sensei', in a bar. He is at least thirty years her senior, …

On a summer afternoon, Tsukiko and her former high school teacher have prepared and eaten somen noodles together. "Tell me a story from long ago," Sensei says. "I wasn't alive …

La gran novela Japonesa ganadora del Premio Tanizaki, el m s prestigioso de la Literatura Japonesa. Tremendamente po tica, la historia ejerce un sensual y magn tico poder sobre el …

Jag har fortfarande svårt att fånga vad det var som var så speciellt. När jag försöker greppa det försvinner det. När jag tror att det har försvunnit dyker det upp igen.Senseis …