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The Call of the Wild
by Jack London
"The Call of the Wild" is one of those books that can place you in an existence unfamiliar to your own. London captures the difference between human perception of time and that which would belong to an animal. The feeling that time is merely a constant, rather than something that dictates Buck's existence is present throughout.
I could comment on the descriptions of nature, which are well rendered and vivid, but instead I'll focus on what moved me, as a reader, the most: Throughout the book we encounter shades of loss over and over again, but these losses are perceived and dealt with and left behind as par for the course. Perhaps it is in Buck's final loss to a human connection in the novel where we see the grace of this animalistic style of mourning and living most clearly, but for me it shone through from the start of novel when Buck is removed from his home of origin and does not mourn or pine for it. The redefinition of longing is what pushed this book from a 3 to a 4 rating for me.
I could comment on the descriptions of nature, which are well rendered and vivid, but instead I'll focus on what moved me, as a reader, the most: Throughout the book we encounter shades of loss over and over again, but these losses are perceived and dealt with and left behind as par for the course. Perhaps it is in Buck's final loss to a human connection in the novel where we see the grace of this animalistic style of mourning and living most clearly, but for me it shone through from the start of novel when Buck is removed from his home of origin and does not mourn or pine for it. The redefinition of longing is what pushed this book from a 3 to a 4 rating for me.