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My Ántonia
by Willa Cather
As we walked homeward across the fields, the sun dropped and lay like a great golden globe in the low west. While it hung there, the moon rose in the east, as big as a cartwheel, pale silver and streaked with rose color, thin as a bubble or a ghost-moon. For five, perhaps ten minutes, the two luminaries confronted each other across the level land, resting on opposite edges of the world. In that singular light every little tree and shock of wheat, every sunflower stalk and clump of snow-on-the-mountain, drew itself up high and pointed; the very clods and furrows in the fields seemed to stand up sharply. I felt the old pull of the earth, the solemn magic that comes out of those fields at nightfall. I wished I could be a little boy again, and that my way could end there.
This was marvellous. Willa Cather writes of life beautifully, and with such genuine feeling for the people and the places in her story that you just can't help but love them.
This story is narrated mostly by Jim Burden as he reminisces his childhood and his great friend Ántonia, in the prairies of Nebraska and so the story takes such a sweet nostalgic tone from the beginning.
I came to love the characters in this story so much and feel for them, that through their pain, loves, joys, successes and journeys, I felt like a companion to them.
What's beautiful about literature and art in general, is how we can connect through words with places and people where distance and time sets a vast space between. A sweet reminder that humanity really does share a common way in dreams and pains and that when we get to read of places and people that are distant and different from us, we can still feel one with them. This story made me feel this strongly and I'm glad I read it.
This was marvellous. Willa Cather writes of life beautifully, and with such genuine feeling for the people and the places in her story that you just can't help but love them.
This story is narrated mostly by Jim Burden as he reminisces his childhood and his great friend Ántonia, in the prairies of Nebraska and so the story takes such a sweet nostalgic tone from the beginning.
I came to love the characters in this story so much and feel for them, that through their pain, loves, joys, successes and journeys, I felt like a companion to them.
What's beautiful about literature and art in general, is how we can connect through words with places and people where distance and time sets a vast space between. A sweet reminder that humanity really does share a common way in dreams and pains and that when we get to read of places and people that are distant and different from us, we can still feel one with them. This story made me feel this strongly and I'm glad I read it.