By Pär Lagerkvist
A good choice of brief tales, fables, and satires. open air of the longest brief tale (almost novella size fairly, "The Masquerade of Souls" is sort of ninety pages), this can be what I learn yesterday.
The non-satirical stories contain motifs that run via Lagerkvist's fiction: man's position within the smooth global; modernism as opposed to a pastoral traditionalism; topics concerning spiritual existentialism and man's position within the world....you comprehend the routine.
The satire should be deeply fun. "The Children's Campaign" is a mirrored image on militarism and the way it really is perpetuated when it comes to describing the profitable army crusade of a child's military opposed to a lesser country. one of many larger tales within the bunch.
I hugely suggest "Paradise"--a brief tale approximately God and his creations (specifically, guy and the Tree of Knowledge). On a primary interpreting of the publication, I'd say it used to be my favorite.
Lagerkvist is now not good represented at the tracker....But i believe I do have one or extra ebooks that copy my hardcopies (like this anthology). Please go away a notice if you'd like me to prioritize different books of this Nobel Prize winner.
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