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A review by sydn3y3
The Song of the Lark by Willa Cather
emotional
reflective
slow-paced
5.0
what is art if not a striving for human connection?!?????
i loved this so much. i have typically preferred cather’s books that focus on people living on the great plains, so i was a little worried i wouldn’t like the song of the lark as much. additionally, i struggled to get into it during the first portion of the book, which is the only part that takes place on the great plains. but i so connected with Thea’s coming-of-age in Chicago that it felt like I raced through the book, even though it took me almost a month to finish. but i think i needed that month to really sit with it properly.
the portion in arizona was beautiful.
an artist’s bildungsroman at its finest featuring romance and weird relationships and not much closure on these relationships but who cares because the point of the book is the artist! and the art! and how she learns to connect with others through her art! i love it!!
and there’s queer vibes all around! it’s palpable how much you can tell cather is basing thea’s story off of her own experiences.
and the end made me cry so 5 stars automatically lol
this line!!!:
what was any art but an effort to make a sheath, a mound in which to imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself—life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose?
like wtf yes exactly.
i’m going to be returning to this one.
i loved this so much. i have typically preferred cather’s books that focus on people living on the great plains, so i was a little worried i wouldn’t like the song of the lark as much. additionally, i struggled to get into it during the first portion of the book, which is the only part that takes place on the great plains. but i so connected with Thea’s coming-of-age in Chicago that it felt like I raced through the book, even though it took me almost a month to finish. but i think i needed that month to really sit with it properly.
the portion in arizona was beautiful.
an artist’s bildungsroman at its finest featuring romance and weird relationships and not much closure on these relationships but who cares because the point of the book is the artist! and the art! and how she learns to connect with others through her art! i love it!!
and there’s queer vibes all around! it’s palpable how much you can tell cather is basing thea’s story off of her own experiences.
and the end made me cry so 5 stars automatically lol
this line!!!:
what was any art but an effort to make a sheath, a mound in which to imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself—life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose?
like wtf yes exactly.
i’m going to be returning to this one.