THE FLOW-DYNAMICS. IN KAWABATA YASUNARI ‘S. Snom Country by KINYA TSURUTA. I N his major works, like Snow Country (I93 ), Thousand Cranes. Kawabata’s Snow Country is one of those works that readers seem to “warn” other readers about with regard to the level of “patience” required. A review, and links to other information about and reviews of Snow Country by Kawabata Yasunari.

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One summer when I was nine I developed a deep attachment to a girl who was about my age.

Seidensticker Oh wow, I thought, and plowed on. July Learn how and when to remove this template message. A romanticized love affair. He had simply fallen into the habit of waiting for those frequent visits. It deals with psychological, social, and erotic interaction between an aesthete and a beautiful geisha and is set against the natural beauty and imagery of a remote area of Japan. Knowledge and ignorance are interdependent; delusion and enlightenment condition each other.

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Every page in these slim books says exactly what it intends to. Lots and lots of staying up all night scribbling impressions on something like Snow Country that touched me. He sees surfaces, he admires beauty, but he lets nothing in. She was living with her aunt for the summer, so consequently she knew no one, had no yasunati not that she showed any signs of loneliness.

That realization is enhanced as I stroll through the spectacular interiors, which are not too luxurious but have the cozy atmosphere of a Swiss alpine house — with a very strong Japanese touch, of course. No, it isn’t going to change anything.

Who says I’m drunk? In my lap, tears appear more tenacious than smiles. This is a tale of such intensely burning passion that no other work I have read comes close to matching, and it makes it all the more astounding when you consider the restraint that is displayed by the very actions of the two people who breathe life into this book.


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In Kawabata’s footsteps to ‘Snow Country’

It is in my blood to have the highest respect for the writer and to consider the work sacred, thus I never impose my will on the material even if the end is left open for the imagination to play upon. He makes l’amour couuntry. Women giving everything they have, obviously.

As I gaze out the window of the bullet train, overlooking the green fields of Gunma Prefecture in late December, my expectations dnow surprisingly low. The tiny cuts will sting. Regarding the conflicting urges to possess and set free a loved one, Kawabata manages to be poignant without beating you over the head with oversimplified bits of obvious, sappy nonsense.

The earth pristinely glistens underneath a vermillion sky. You can stop here and read some of them if you like. That was the very first and the last day, I had ever caught a butterfly.

View all 8 comments. All in all a terrible and disheartening story which is so beautiful that it is almost lonely and sad. It is rather strange to look at this book and see something I hold dear since it has some condiments I dislike hence, the absence of a perfect rating.

The sudden awakening of human feeling in an otherwise dead heart. Komako was as multifarious as her heart. Her caring has not touched him.


Shimamura is most probably well equiped to read the signs of the woman’s love, but he shies away from commitment, from real life, preferring instead his flights of fancy and his personal comfort. Like the eye of a storm, he is more about what is not there. I find myself unable to let go of it, her eyes captivating me the way they probably captivated Kawabata.

She is often seen in reflection, in a mirror, a window.

Snow Country | novel by Kawabata |

Yet no doubt they never are in favor of each other but tragically united around the same hero, who is nonchalant to any real burden of theirs. Shorts sentences that never falter but flow in a torrent of the simple and the quotidian transformed into pearls of absolute beauty. This is the story of three different trips by Shimamura up into the Snow Country of Japan. I found myself waiting, waiting to yassunari taken deeper into the soul of the story and characters, deeper into theme.

Indeed, as we already know, trips of this sort seem to be common in Kawabata’s Japan. Essentially all the action is in this hot-spring town, focused on Shimamura’s repeated visits, usually deep in the winter season when it is very cold and there is a great deal of snow: Even now, as I think of her, my memory touches on the eternal; I see her bright and dripping body in an endless dive, lit by a sun that never sets.

The winds accumulate moisture over the sea and deposit it as snow while running up against the mountains. The second man is also an old man who is still around and the main character wonders counrry her relationship is to him.