Dandelion Wine

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An endearing classic of childhood fancies and memories of an idyllic Midwestern summer from America's most beloved storyteller.

Dandelion Wine

Ray Bradbury's moving recollection of a vanished golden era remains one of his most e

An endearing classic of childhood fancies and memories of an idyllic Midwestern summer from America's most beloved storyteller.

Dandelion Wine

Ray Bradbury's moving recollection of a vanished golden era remains one of his most enchanting novels. DANDELION WINE stands out in the Bradbury literary canon as the author's most deeply personal work, a semi-autobiographical recollection of a magical small town summer in 1928.

Twelve-year-old Douglas Spaulding knows Green Town, Illinois, is as vast and deep as the whole wide world that lies beyond the city limits. It is a pair of brand-new tennis shoes, the first harvest of dandelions for Grandfather's renowned intoxicant, the distant clang of the trolley's bell on a hazy afternoon. It is yesteryear and tomorrow blended into an unforgettable always. But as young Douglas is about to discover, summer can be more than the repetition of established rituals whose mystical power holds time at bay. It can be a best friend moving away, a human time machine who can transport you back to the Civil War, or a sideshow automaton able to glimpse the bittersweet future.

Come and savor Ray Bradbury's priceless distillation of all that is eternal about boyhood and summer.

Twelve-year-old Douglas Spaulding knows Green town, Illinois, is as vast and deep as the whole wide world that lies beyond the city limits. It is a pair of brand-new tennis shoes, the first harvest of dandelions for Grandfather's renowned intoxicant, the distant clang of the trolley's bell on a hazy afternoon. It is yesteryear and tomorrow blended into an unforgettable always. But as young Douglas is about to discover, summer can be more than the repetition of established rituals whose mystical power holds time at bay. It can be a best friend moving away, a human time machine who can transport you back to the Civil War, or a sideshow automaton able to glimpse the bittersweet future.
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Ha scritto il 28/03/14
This is the first book of Bradbury I've dared to read in his original language, and while reading I was dazzled like the very first time that I adventured myself in this book.
The prose is enriched with a variety of nouns and captures the impress
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Ha scritto il 19/02/13
The open affection Bradbury has for his hometown and its inhabitants evokes a real sense of location, which results in the reader being transported right into the heart of a thriving community. Every character, no matter how seemingly small or insign ...Continua

Ha scritto il Jun 11, 2013, 07:41
Pensò alle labbra color dei melograni, agli occhi azzurri come il cielo a mezzogiorno. Toccare la sua faccia doveva somigliare all'esperienza, sempre nuova, di aprire la finestra un mattino di dicembre e immergere la mano fino al polso nella prima ne ...Continua
Pag. 141
Ha scritto il Jun 11, 2013, 07:39
"Oggi io non muoio veramente; nessuno che abbia dei figli muore. Rimarrò su questa terra ancora per un bel pezzo, e fra mille anni un'intera città di miei discendenti morderà le mele verdi sotto le fronde degli alberi. Questa è la mia risposta alle e ...Continua
Pag. 171
Ha scritto il Jul 10, 2009, 15:07
Douglas, Tom e Charlie affannavano nella strada assolata.
«Tom, dimmi la verità adesso.»
«La verità su che cosa?»
«Che fine ha fatto il lieto fine?»
«L'hanno appiccicato ai film del sabato.»
«Certo, ma nella vita?»
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