In A Vague Sense of Loss, Andrzej Stasiuk remembers four loved ones to whom he pays tribute with moving simplicity. The story of her grandmother, set in the Poland of another time, constitutes the beginning of the book, but the soul of this wonderful narrator, capable of bringing ghosts back to life, permeates all the stories contained in these pages. It was she who bequeathed to Stasiuk the art of telling stories, and pulling on the ball of her memory, the threads with which the author weaves the plot are born. A beautiful and luminous book about the wonders of life and the pain of loss, about the forms that memory takes in volatile memory, about the inexorability of death and its eternal mystery.