Yukio Mishima
Paperback | Pages: 389 pages Rating: 4.15 | 11369 Users | 845 Reviews
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| Original Title: | 春の雪 [Haru no Yuki] |
| ISBN: | 0099282992 (ISBN13: 9780099282990) |
| Edition Language: | English |
| Series: | The Sea of Fertility #1 |
| Characters: | Kiyoaki Matsugae, Satoko Ayakura, Shigekuni Honda, Shigeyuki Iinuma |
| Setting: | Tokyo(Japan) |
| Literary Awards: | National Book Award Finalist for Translation (1973) |
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Tokyo, 1912. The closed world of the ancient aristocracy is being breached for the first time by outsiders - rich provincial families, a new and powerful political and social elite. Kiyoaki has been raised among the elegant Ayakura family - members of the waning aristocracy - but he is not one of them. Coming of age, he is caught up in the tensions between the old and the new, and his feelings for the exquisite, spirited Satoko, observed from the sidelines by his devoted friend Honda. When Satoko is engaged to a royal prince, Kiyoaki realises the magnitude of his passion.Details Containing Books Spring Snow (The Sea of Fertility #1)
| Title | : | Spring Snow (The Sea of Fertility #1) |
| Author | : | Yukio Mishima |
| Book Format | : | Paperback |
| Book Edition | : | Deluxe Edition |
| Pages | : | Pages: 389 pages |
| Published | : | November 2000 by Vintage (first published 1968) |
| Categories | : | Fiction. Cultural. Japan. Asian Literature. Japanese Literature. Historical. Historical Fiction. Classics. Literature. Asia |
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Has there ever been a stranger novelist than Yukio Mishima? On the one hand, he was a body-building Nationalist, who advocated bushido, the samurai code; he also, as many know, committed seppuku, which is a ritual form of suicide involving disembowelling and beheading. You dont, it is fair to say, get that kind of thing with Julian Barnes and Karl Ove Knausgaard.On the other hand, Mishima was undeniably a cultured man, who spoke English and dressed in the English fashion; he was a bisexual whoDescription: Tokyo, 1912. The closed world of the ancient aristocracy is being breached for the first time by outsiders - rich provincial families, a new and powerful political and social elite.Kiyoaki has been raised among the elegant Ayakura family - members of the waning aristocracy - but he is not one of them. Coming of age, he is caught up in the tensions between old and new, and his feelings for the exquisite, spirited Satoko, observed from the sidelines by his devoted friend Honda. When
Mishima, like other great writers, has a way of implanting memories in our heads, echoes of other lives. How this magic happens is a mystery but when it does, you feel somehow denser inside, more solid. Spring Snow left me with that feeling, of having increased my gravity and weight, with the lyrical descriptions, history, characters, ceremonies, letters, political intrigue, birds and emerald rings and emerald snakes, and silk kimonos, and more. At its heart, this is a doomed love story, about
Spring Snow starts at a slow pace. The book takes its time introducing you to the gravity of its characters, and the careful relationships between each, and it's only after building this interweaving world of a precariously balanced harmony, that Mishima spins that world out of control with a simple love affair, and the ensuing chaos.What I enjoyed most about Spring Snow was following how each character responds to their universe spinning wildly out of control - some by trying desperately to
The blending of Buddhist philosophy, reincarnation theory, beautiful prose descriptors of the environment that surrounds these characters, as well as an engrossing storyline that effectively examines a changing Japanese society (Traditional vs Westernisation) really just hits my sweet spot. Loved it. Runaway Horses is in the mail. For now, back the Dying Grass..
Even when we're with someone we love, we're foolish enough to think of her body and soul as being separate. To stand before the person we love is not the same as loving her true self, for we are only apt to regard her physical beauty as the indispensable mode of her existence. When time and space intervene, it is possible to be deceived by both, but on the other hand, it is equally possible to draw twice as close to her real self.Delectable writing, disturbing characters; what a mixture.* Review
This book is, in my opinion, without a doubt, the greatest love story ever told. I don't care what you think about any of the classics, anything you've read before, be it Austen or Shakespeare or the Greeks. The poetic brilliance and tragic self-destruction of love in this book chills me. Even in translation, this piece was the bane of my existence for the length of time I spent reading it - a fair amount for it's length of 400 pages. Mishima is one of the few authors I've read recently who
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