We are pleased to invite you to the promotion of the book "The Touch of a Nun" by Gojko Berić, which will be held on Monday, May 13th, starting at 7:00 PM at the Youth Theatre in Sarajevo. In addition to the author, Damir Uzunović and Boro Kontić will also speak about the book.
"Berić Gojko as you have never read before. In the first person, naked to the floor, sensual and sensual. Whatever he touched, he created a perfect portrait - the city, the pub, the people. The cycle of his irresistible storytelling begins with his departure from his native region, continues with his dramatic upbringing in Mostar, and closes on the famous Dubrovnik square and with the story "Waiting for the 'four'", which stands there instead of an epilogue. Personal literature, mixed with his own life, short stories, documents, pictures, chronicles and unexpected events, a completely Berić style of writing, which anyone who tries to imitate will be in vain. For such a thing, it was necessary to live such an unrepeatable life."
Damir Uzunovic
"Gojko Berić wrote a book about life in two Yugoslav cities. The book, which can be a memoir, but also a novel, is interwoven with physicality, Fellini's upbringing in poverty after the Second World War, the death of relatives and dear people; a multitude of small and large themes. There is the rise and (dis)fall of Yugoslavia, the disappearance of the old society that will inherit today's "new". It is a masterful fresco of vivid colors, a book written in clear sentences, with plenty of lyrical in itself. The touch of a nun, like any true literature, can give comfort; it revives vanished worlds and offers the reader a vitality that is rarely found."
Faruk Sehic
"... Gojko Berić in fact writes a chronicle of the soul, of his heroes or his own, which until the end of the novel (until the end of his life!) remains trapped on the edge of the dagger, on the edge of choice and the impossibility of choice, which his main character, or the author himself, followed in his life. This is a book about a world that is disappearing, perhaps even disappeared, in which the "gentle ferocity" of the places where it resides, the "bookkeeping of our old days" and "a life that has been turned into dust" appears. A rough and gentle story about the land and the time that remained only like a December ray of sunshine..."
Ferida Durakovic