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The Maytrees

De: Annie Dillard
Narrado por: David Rasche
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Toby Maytree first sees Lou Bigelow on her bicycle in postwar Provincetown, Massachusetts. Her laughter and loveliness catch his breath. Maytree is a Provincetown native, an educated poet of thirty. As he courts Lou, just out of college, her stillness draws him. Hands-off, he hides his serious wooing, and idly shows her his poems.

In spare, elegant prose, Dillard traces the Maytrees' decades of loving and longing. They live cheaply among the nonconformist artists and writers that the bare tip of Cape Cod attracts. Lou takes up painting. When their son Pete appears, their innocent Bohemian friend Deary helps care for him. These people are all loving, and ironic. Theirs is a simple and bold story.

In this moving novel, Dillard intimately depicts nature's vastness and nearness. She presents willed bonds of loyalty, friendship, and abiding love. Warm and hopeful, The Maytrees is the surprising capstone of Annie Dillard's original body of work.

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This is a book for readers. There seems to be not a word mis-said. The erudition is ever-present and commonplace making this love story truly lovely. Make no mistake. Read this book and gain a lifetimes worth of learning about…Love.

Annie Dillard a readers treasure

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I waited too long to review the book

I loved Pilgrim at Tinker Creek that I decided to read another by Dillard immediately. I confess I knew nothing about this book and thought it might have to do with trees. Surprise, it has to do with a family called the Maytrees!

The book was well written and narrated well, and set in an area I have visited, but I just never got to like or become involved with the characters in the novel.
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Not what I expected

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An interesting novel that seems to coax the reader to look at love from the perspectives of cynics, purists and the non-chalant. A 'don't fence me in' mentality with strong undertones of loving unconditionally, this is a story of friendship that never really finishes or starts but rather jumps in and out of timeframes.

Love, boredom and freedom

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I kept waiting for something to happen in this story. An hour into it, I realized it isn’t that kind of story. It’s just the characters living their lives. The descriptions of life at the tip of Cape Cod are beautiful, and I found myself liking the characters as one likes broken in shoes - familiar and comfortable. If you want an exciting tale, look elsewhere. But if you want to reflect on a lifetime of love, caring, and companionship, this is for you.

Lovely, but Not a page turner.

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No flesh and blood, sadly, because there is a lot that's deep here, on life & death, love, forgiveness, friendship. Annie Dillard is brilliant when she's writing about Nature, and indeed, the passages that come alive in this novel are the ones about the beach, the ocean, and the stars. For these, I would give her a 5-star rating, but averaging over the whole book, it goes down to 3, because she writes of her human characters as if from far, far away, and through a veil. None ever came alive for me, though I wanted them to.

prose so spare it gives us only the bones

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