A Month in the Country
A Art, European Literature, British Literature book. Ah, those days...for many years afterwards their happiness haunted me. Sometimes, listening to music, I drift back...
In the summer of 1920 two men, both war survivors meet in the quiet English countryside. One is living in the church, intent upon uncovering and restoring an historical wall painting while the other camps in the next field in search of a lost grave.Out of their meeting comes a deeper communion and a catching up of the old primeval rhythms of life so cruelly disorientated by the Great War.
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And, at such a time, for a few of us there will always be a tugging at the heartknowing a precious moment had gone and we not there. We can ask and ask but we cant have again what once seemed ours for everthe way things looked, that church alone in the fields, a bed on belfry floor, a remembered voice, a loved face. Theyve gone and you can only wait for the pain to pass. J.L. Carr, A Month in the Country // Ah, those days...for many years afterwards their happiness haunted me. Sometimes, listening to music, I drift back and nothing has changed. The long end of summer. Day after day of warm weather, voices calling as night came on and lighted windows pricked the darkness and, at day-break, the murmur of corn and the warm smell of fields ripe for harvest. And being young.If I'd stayed there, would I always have been happy? No, I suppose not. People move away, grow older, die, and the bright belief that there will be another marvelous thing around each corner... Novel-writing can be a cold-blooded business. One uses whatever happens to be lying around in memory and employs it to suit ones end.Then, again, during the months whilst one is writing about the past, a story is colored by what presently is happening to its writer. So, imperceptibly, the tone of voice changes, original intentions slip away. And I found myself looking through another window at a darker landscape inhabited by neither the present nor the past. J.L. Carr, A Month in the Country //
(4.0) "I never exchanged a word with the Colonel. He has no significance at all in what happened during my stay in Oxgodby. As far as I'm concerned he might just as well have gone round the corner and died. But that goes for most of us, doesn't it? We look blankly at each other. Here I am, here you are. What are we doing here? What... Coming to this book by way of Jacob (again!) is yet another Easter Egg in the sea of literature. Excellent writing, superb characterizations and amazing dialogue - I fully understand why this novel was nominated for the Booker Prize in 1980. Carr is the representative author of Vonnegut's quote: "Literature should not disappear up its... This is the sort of efficient novella that demands a short, incisive review full of judiciously-chosen adjectives, and presumably that's what it will get if MJ ever gets around to reading it. In my case, however, it's unfortunately one of those texts that is going to send me off on a long personal anecdote, for which I offer advance...
