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Then, tormented by agonizing envy towards all of these unknown to him, non-suffering people, he started anxiously looking along the street. And the lieutenant marched back, head down, squinting from the light and focusing on his feet, wobbling, stumbling, spur catching on spur.
Jul 10, Slim Tree rated it it was amazing. Vu K rated it really liked it Aug 01, Dee Publisher first published Bunin’s gunin is nostalgic, melancholic, sensual, poetic Just a moment while we sign you in to your Goodreads account.
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Anna rated it liked it Oct 04, Translated from the Russian by Masha Udensiva-Brenner: Prose works to the extent that we shut out extra dimensions, and read purely or largely for the surface meaning. He returned to the hotel with pleasure and ivaan into the susntroke, empty cafeteria on the bottom floor, took off his tunic with the same pleasure, and sat at the table in front of the open window, the heat poured in, but at least there was a breeze, he ordered iced fish soup.
But Bunin’s other stories are not to be missed. There was blackness ahead, and there were lights. Such quandaries beset all fastidious writers, and the first question asked is usually: Discover what to read next. The tail of a rope flew above their heads, they were carried back, and the water began to brew loudly, the ivaan rumbling.
Darya rated it it was amazing Oct 05, Open Preview See a Problem? And he felt that now, he simply lacked the strength to look at that bed. With Volgian flair the steamer traced a wide, impetuous arc and sped toward a small landing.
Sunstroke by Ivan Bunin. He took his time to rise, took his time to wash his face, opened the curtains, called, asking for a samovar and the bill, and sipped on tea with lemon for a long time. Feb 25, Amanda rated it it was amazing. The street was completely empty.
Crystal Beaman rated it really liked it Jan 29, They came in, and right as the porter shut the door the lieutenant sprang after her so impulsively and both of them suffocated in such a delirious kiss, that for many years they remembered this moment, and neither one experienced anything like it for the rest of their lives. Ivan Bunin is a very talented writer of the modern Russian literature.
At the corner, in front of the post office, there was a window-display for a photography studio.
Sunstroke: Selected Stories
He still remembered bunnin of her, each tiny feature, remembered the smell of her tan and the cotton dress, her firm body, the lively sound of her voice, gay and free. Feeling easy and joyful still, he took her to the landing—making it just in time for the departure of the rose-colored steamer—he kissed her on deck, in front of everyone, and barely had time to hop onto the already retreating gangplank.
He lay binin on the bed, leaning his dusty boots against the footboard. Instead these stories are primarily shaped by an urge to express both the intense, sensual pleasure of existence and the tragic fleetingness of life. But, where could he go? Ahead of it, the dark bunim sunset was becoming extinguished, gloomily, dreamily and diversifiedly reflected in the river, showing patches glimmering with tremulous ripples in the distance under the sunset, and the flames scattering in the darkness round the steamer were receding and receding.
Otherwise, it becomes a tiresome habit. The road ascended in the distance, twisted and ran into a cloudless, shimmering, grayish horizon.
Boris rated it it was amazing Oct 31, The lieutenant sat beneath an awning on the deck, feeling that he had aged ten years. The ship had gained too much speed, hitting the dimly lit landing with a soft thud, and they nearly fell on one another.