Delicately, they turned the pages of this minimalist and intense story. On tiptoe, the author takes us to the land of cherry and plum. A narrator, Nobu, tells his version of the fatal events that occurred in his family, fifteen years earlier victim of a terrible injustice, his father hanged himself "at the end of the season of cherry blossoms. . Eight years after being forced to resign from a large business house in the suburbs of Tokyo, Nobu founded a juku, establishment of private courses, specialized in exam preparation. His youth was scarred by the death of his father. Respected biology professor, he has been accused of causing the death of a student rebellion. To escape the taunts of the neighborhood to the vengeance of a rogue reporter, Nobu's mother and brother had to move. Since she lives alone in Kobe. Nobu has never recovered from this unexplained death. Looking out onto the water of the river on an insect, revives the cherished memory of this "quiet man [...] His hobbies were reading, fishing and observing insects. "Man with a frail, little ambition, he waited quietly retired. His dream: to open a juku for students. How this introverted father he could slap a student at the point of killing him? One day, Nobu receives a phone call from one of his former students, Jiro Kano. He wants to meet him, tell him what really happened. Confused, Nobu agrees to receive at his office, he will then revealed the true causes of the suicide of his father.
Meanwhile, Haruko, nurse, wife of Nobu, educate their two children, she loves singing and wants to organize a choir with his colleagues at the hospital. There Mr. Miwa, former owner of the building occupied by juku Nobu. A fisherman sitting on a rock, "he nonchalantly waiting to feel the blows on his line. "Mrs. Wada, office worker in juku," is responsible for receiving and various tasks. "Akitsu, a student of the father of Nobu, who came to his funeral. Not to mention Kobe's childhood friend, the narrator's hometown. So many characters described as a watermark, like Nobu, blinded by his great affliction, had locked up tight in the folds of a fan. Objects, insects take precedence over things, soften her grief; bent under the weight of the world, connoted by the Austrian writer Peter Handke, it fails to overcome his grief, to make peace with himself.
Gradually, as the mystery dissolves, Nobu contemplates close to him, the players whom he knew almost everything, they were frozen in an impenetrable bubble. When Jiro Kano has given him his share of responsibility in this tragedy, Nobu grasp how point the young man met his father, he fled to the north still like a "dragonfly injured trying to erase from his memory the names of all the places that were bothering [...]" overlapped its inner disarray. It took years before Jiro Kano keeps ruminating past sterile, weighed down by remorse atrophied adventures he will appoint himself innen - fatality.
Dragonflies - Tonbo - so dear to the father of Nobu, are constantly present, as a metaphor naturalist. They come from South Asia-West come to die in Japan North n'enjolivant not that the chorus sang folk songs that used to be the father of Nobu and sing today Haruko and her children. For low voice, a measured tone, Aki Shimazaki tells a universal story, that of the influence of the executioner on his prey. The men of her novels are marked by a painful nervousness, seized with moral infancy, they are experimenting with timid flown to an uncertain future, often trapped in a flood of silence. Women enrich their personal desires for certainty of their own emotional and necessary to survive the worst tragedies. This was learned after Nobu Jiro Kano had him Silage eyes, amazed that some of the world around him is still liveable, imbued with a generosity that he did not suspect, his suffering had reduced his existence to a restricted universe opaque.
applied the pen, demanding Aki Shimazaki, faith in things she wears is proportioned to the role so human that it makes them play. She brushes them, moving in an orderly garden, focusing on simplicity with detail, dressing this intimate and fertile bucolic scenes where Nobu is resource. Now that the world has been rebuilt, dragonflies flutter around an old man traveled to his supernatural expression. The fluid style of Aki Shimazaki, stripped of slag, which is reminiscent of the melancholic style of the writer Haruki Murakami, commands admiration of the reader. The unspoken, such pupae, were transformed into quivering revelations. Everything is told from the lips, painted with the fingertips. That is the art of writing in Japanese!
Tonbo, Aki Shimazaki
Leméac / Actes Sud, Montreal / Arles, 2010, 136 pages
Dominique Blondeau - dominblondeau@yahoo.fr 
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