This startling, sensual, hypnotically compelling novel tells a story of adventure, sexual enthrallment, and a love so powerful that it unhinges a man's life. In 1861 French silkworm merchant Hervé Joncour is compelled to travel to Japan, where, in the court of an enigmatic nobleman, he meets a... show more
This startling, sensual, hypnotically compelling novel tells a story of adventure, sexual enthrallment, and a love so powerful that it unhinges a man's life. In 1861 French silkworm merchant Hervé Joncour is compelled to travel to Japan, where, in the court of an enigmatic nobleman, he meets a woman. They do not touch; they do not even speak. And he cannot read the note she sends him until he has returned to his country. But in the moment he does, Joncour is possessed. The same spell will envelop anyone who reads Silk, a work that has the compression of a fable, the evocative detail of the greatest historical fiction, and the devastating erotic force of a dream.
Publish date: August 25th 1998
Pages no: 91
Edition language: English
Piccolo libro che racconta come un evento - la necessità di andare in Giappone per motivi commerciali - possa innescare pensieri e sensazioni e, di fatto, aiutare una persona a trovare uno scopo e la sua propria volontà: il protagonista all'inizio "vede" la sua vita scorrere mentre alla fine imparer...
L'histoire d'une vie, en douceur, d'un sentiment précieux, mystérieux mais touchant. Une prose magnifique, un joyau de littérature, concis et léger mais précieux telle la soie. "C'est une souffrance étrange. Doucement. Mourir de nostalgie pour quelque chose que tu ne vivras jamais."
Every word of this 91 page novel is so carefully thought out. Beautifully written and infinitely sad, it is reminiscent of a folk tale or fable, and like any good fable, it ends justly. I would like to explore other works by this Italian author.
Quando penso a come descrivere i libri di Baricco mi vengono in mente le piume bianche, leggere e impalpabili, il rumore struggente del mare, un volo d’uccello nel cielo blu, la morbidezza e il calore del velluto, una lacrima solitaria che scivola sulla guancia, la freschezza e l’odore della pioggia...
The edition I have doesn't have the movie-tie in artwork. This novella has such beautiful, sparse writing but each word helps to bring the environment to life. I felt like I could feel all the silks, plants, the snowy air, everything. Funny too, I was a few pages in the book before I realized I had ...