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"So the Wind Won't Blow it all Away" is a beautifully-written, brooding gem of a novel - set in the Pacific Northwest region of Oregon where Brautigan spent most of his childhood. Through the eyes, ears and voice of Brautigan's youthful protagonist the reader is gently led into a small-town tale where the narrator accidentally shoots dead his best friend with a gun. The no ...more
Paperback, 144 pages
Published February 1st 1984 by Doubleday (first published 1982)
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Fewlas
Feb 07, 2014 Fewlas rated it 4 of 5 stars  ·  review of another edition
Recommended to Fewlas by: Gabriele
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La polvere può essere il simbolo di qualcosa che è stato disintegrato, distrutto. La polvere sicuramente è simbolo di qualcosa di effimero che con un niente vola via, basta soffiarci sopra. Ma la polvere è anche un potente simbolo di immobilità. Entrate in una soffitta dopo anni e la ritroverete esattamente come l’avevate lasciata l’ultima volta. Sarà però ricoperta da uno strato di polvere testimone di passaggi non avvenuti, cose non toccate.
Non so se in realtà la polvere di Brautigan, la sua A
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سپینود
خیلی خوب بود. صادقانه بگویم من هیچ وقت براتیگان را دنبال نکردم و در قند هندوانه و اوتوبوس پیرش را و البته صید قزل‌آلا را خوانده بودم اما دور بود. بعید و دور و نا‌هم‌زبان. اما این یکی یک چیز دیگر بود. باید دوباره رفت سراغ براتیگان. نوش‌آذر هم البته سنگ تمام گذاشته. مدتی بود توی سایت‌اش هم داشت براتیگان جمع‌ می‌کرد از منابع مختلف و ترجمه می‌کرد. به عبارتی برای ترجمه‌ی این کار "مایه" گذاشته و یک تحقیق جامع کرده و خب حاصل کار ترجمه روان و خوش‌خوان و ....یک کلام لذت ناب بود!
Rod
★★★★½

Very melancholy and lacking much of Brautigan's usual humor, but something about it affected me really deeply. There's a great ring of truth about it. I like Brautigan best when he's in that semi-autobiographical mode, where you can tell that what he's writing came from some personal experience, even if it's fictionalized on the page.
M. Sarki
Interesting that Brautigan could foretell what was to come in our present day while looking back in regards to the innocence of boys growing up after WWII who would think nothing of riding their bikes through town, rifles strapped to the handlebars, out to the woods and fields in order to shoot their 22's at cans, or rotten apples, or even a pheasant or two if they could scare one up. Today these kids would be considered terrorists or a potential Adam Lanza. Brautigan remarked within these pages ...more
Bonnie
"I had become so quiet and so small in the grass by the pond that I was barely noticeable, hardly there… I sat there watching their living room shining out of the dark beside the pond. It looked like a fairy-tale functioning happily in the post-World War II gothic of America before television crippled the imagination and turned people indoors and away from living out their own fantasies with dignity… Anyway, I just kept getting smaller and smaller beside the pond, more and more unnoticed in the ...more
Gabriele
Dopo "Pesca alla trota in America"* pensavo di aver già conosciuto Brautigan e tutti quei suoi pensieri articolati, il suo umorismo malinconico, quel raccontare la delicata complessità attraversata dal suo Paese negli anni '70, il mascherare i sentimenti e le situazioni al lettore meno attento, e invece...

Arriva questo "American Dust" e Brautigan mi si ripresenta come uno scrittore diverso, più concentrato sulla vicenda, capace di intrecciare un racconto di per sé lineare a tanti altri episodi d
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Maryam
آدم باید یکی مثل براتیگان اطرافش داشته باشه، بشینه روی یک مبل تک نفره، همه رو جمع کنه دورش و دست به سرشون بکشه و قصه بگه. ساخته شده برای قصه گفتن. 8->
Settare
براتیگان آدم عجیبیه . وقتی داشتم این کتاب رو میخوندم به طور متمرکز به این فکر می‌کردم که نقد براش چی بنویسم . در طول کتاب یه چیزایی به نظرم اومد که بنویسم ، ولی ته کتاب به این نتیجه رسیدم که عملا هیچی نمی‌شه در باره این کتاب نوشت . داستان در مورد پسری / مردی / بچه‌ای یه که داره یه تیکه‌های پراکنده از زندگیش ، پنج و شیش و دوازده و سیزده سالگیش می‌گه . از این که یه بچه‌ی عجیبی بوده که دوست داشته با آدم‌های پیر حرف بزنه و مراسم ترحیم رو تماشا کنه . البته آدم‌های پیر هم نقش زیادی دارن تو کتاب . بعد ...more
Jim
If I were to compare Brautigan’s book to a musical work I’d probably go with Rachmaninoff’s Third Symphony, a late-flowering essay suffused with a deep yearning, penetrative soulfulness and, in the finale, infectious high spirits – that’s the symphony I’m talking about here not the novel. Most of Rachmaninoff’s popular works had been written thirty years earlier and his Third Symphony is never going to be played more than his Second and Third Piano Concertos or his Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganin ...more
Masoome Ya
"در اون روزگار مردم هنوز رویاها و آرزوهاشون رو از دست نداده بودند. هر کس به چیزی اعتقاد داشت، همون طور که هر کس سر سفره ی خودش می نشست و غذاش رو می خورد. اما حالا، آرزوهای ما، رویاهامون و اعتقادات مون مثل جاده هایی شده توی این مملکت که پُرَند از رستوران های زنجیره یی.
بعضی موقع ها فکر می کنم حتی صدای جهاز هاضمه ی ما آمریکایی ها هم ، صداییه که توی استودیوهای هالیوود ضبطش کردند."
Geraud
quelque part, il y a du Proust dans "mémoires sauvés du vent". C'est un peu le "do côté de chez Swann" du pauvre et en 163 pages. Mais y retrouve les tranches de vie, les souvenirs des petits moments,l'analyse des sentiments, des sensations, et l'élasticité du temps. Avec évidement la poésie de Brautigan. ça et la mélancolie.
Kye Alfred Hillig
Written right before his suicide, this book is heavy with regret. Watching him reflect on his mistakes and showing you this summer that seemed to represent his life I was very sad. The last scene where a couple looks back to see him and he's not there anymore killed me. I put the fucker down and just said, "Wow."
Ahmad Sharabiani
انگار این دوران بچگی همان بهشت است، در هر سبکی که بنگرید میتوانید آن دوران شیرینی و اسباب بازی و قصه و کرسی و خیال و مادر بزرگ را ببینید که میدرخشند، تنها من نیستم انگار، همه، آن روزها را دوست دارند و میدارند، روایت براتیگان هم از روزهای خوب بچگی میچسبد. باید یکبار دیگر بخوانم ببینم دیگه چه خبر. ا. شربیانی
Michele Ponte
Un paio di cose su questo libro:
1, mi ha fatto venire voglia di mangiare hamburger;
2, come volevo dimostrare a me stesso, quando Baricco urla: "Capolavoro!", non c'è da fidarsi.
Emanuela
Romanzo che ho letto successivamente a Una donna senza fortuna che ho valutato con un numero esondante di stelline. Questo viaggia su toni più tragici.

La storia (autobiografica ?) di un ragazzino, ambientata nel 1947. La sua famiglia, che vive ai margini di condizioni di vita già abbastanza dura, ha frequenti spostamenti e queste situazioni così tristi determinano nel protagonista la nascita, precoce, di nevrosi che lo accompagneranno nella sua vita. Immagina di leggere un "Uomini e topi" dove i
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Angelo Ricci
American Dust non è soltanto un romanzo. American Dust è soprattutto una confessione, una confessione profonda e drammatica come profondi e drammatici sanno essere quei romanzi che vanno oltre la semplice narrazione.
Scritto con lucida e disperata leggerezza, composto come una sorta di testamento narrativo, realizzato come la cronaca poetica di una formazione dolorosa, questo romanzo rivela un Brautigan che si è definitivamente spogliato del suo ruolo di romanziere legato a un certo modo di inten
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Elisa Berry
This book is thick with portent: opening paragraphs mirror the lifelong chanted regrets that demonize the author's soul. Knowing what occurs two years later, it almost reads like an elusive and well crafted suicide note. Or this is what I imagine are some of the incitations for Brautigan to set pen to paper for his poignant last novel. It has all the great Brautigan characteristics, vivid metaphor, wistful wanderings in and among a lost pastoral pacific northwest, and an innocent yet darkly comi ...more
Kirsten
Richard Brautigan has this lovely way of tapping into youth... conveying a kid's unique angle on things in kid's language. There is also this accompanying sense of time that is slowed way down and very rich — luxurious. you kind of recall this from your own childhood. you vaguely remember what it was like but it's a different perspective. and when Brautigan stirs it back up toward the top it's not just the happy memories, but also the demons — the fear and sorrow and haunting experiences too, th ...more
annakatrina
I eat burgers when I am having a bad day. It is known. So much so that when I say, "I had a burger for dinner last night," my friends immediately ask me what happened and if I'm alright.

The last time I read this book was probably 10 years ago, but just last night I put together that it's not hamburgers I love, it's this story. (Fine, yes. And also hamburgers.) I so deeply identify with the regret this narrator feels and the all-encompassing desire to make right what is impossible to right that
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Simone Subliminalpop
Un libro esile, veloce, ma tutt’altro che leggero.
Un autore adulto, affermato ma non sazio, che ripercorre la sua infanzia, segnata da povertà e precarietà affettiva.
Una storia che segna con quella semplicità disarmante che solo i bambini hanno di vedere il mondo.
Un’America che ha (aveva?) della polvere addosso, un’anima.
Un libro che acquista ancora più valore per i diciassette anni durante i quali è girato in testa all’autore e per essere stato l’ultimo a pubblicare prima del suo suicidio.

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Cassie
"She died of pneumonia which was always an ominous and frightening disease to me. Whenver I heard the word pneumonia, my ears perked up. To me it sounded like an awful way to die. I didn't want my lungs to slowly fill up with water and then to die by myself, drowning by means of myself, not in a river or a lake but in me drowning. I always had a feeling that you died from pneumonia when somebody was out of the room. You'd cry for help, but they wouldn't be there and when they came back, you'd be ...more
Poncey
this felt sort of like a farewell, which makes sense considering. the voice felt more mature than in the other brautigan things i have read. parts of it felt lackluster, parts of it felt like "too much," there was a line or two that actually felt sort of coarse (and i hate that word but it is accurate here.) that being said this book has some "heart" as they say. parts of this also felt intensely personal. this book really is largely a tragedy, he is mourning a lot of things. this was a Sad Book ...more
Sara Comuzzo
ho intitolato questa recensione pezzo da collezione perchè non ho trovato altri termini per descrivere meglio realmente questo libro.
forse avrei potuto usare anche opera d'arte.

è la storia dell'infanzia dello stesso autore probabilmente.
un dodicenne che racconta i suoi giorni spensierati, i suoi passatempi, il suo modo di vedere le cose. e tutto si vede dagli occhi di quel bambino, che forse sente troppo, che pensa troppo.
e ci stupisce la sua sensibilità. i suoi pensieri arrivano a farci sorride
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Laura
«Forse avresti dovuto comprarlo quell'hamburger».
Un breve , intenso romanzo in cui il rimpianto elegiaco e il senso del disfacimento (dell'infanzia, dell'innocenza, della vita, dell'America) è affidato alla purezza e alla leggerezza dello sguardo infantile. Il narratore, ormai adulto accosta "l'orecchio al passato come ai muri di una casa che non c'è più. " e richiama in vita luoghi e persone "prima che il vento si porti via tutto". C'è un lago con un pontile ed una barca mai usata, c'è un vecch
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Arash Radmanesh
Oct 27, 2008 Arash Radmanesh rated it 3 of 5 stars
Recommends it for: nastaran & ida
it's the last Bratigan's novel,published 2 years before his suicide.
a 12years old boy is the main character n also the narrator.we see n study american society in 40s to 70s with his eyes.
Story is full of parody,irony,comic gestures n many postmodern techniques.
somehow it reminded me of salinger's the catcher in the rye.
Faeze Taheri
در اون روزگار مردم هنوز روياها و آرزوهاشون رو از دست نداده بودند هر كس به چيزي اعتقاد داشت، همون طور كه هر كس سر سفره‌ي خودش مي‌نشست و غذاش رو مي‌خورد. اما حالا، آرزوهاي ما، روياهامون و اعتقاداتمون مثل جاده‌هايي شده توي اين مملكت كه پُرَند از رستوران‌هاي زنجيره‌يي. بعضي موقع‌ها فكر مي‌كنم حتي صداي جهاز هاضمه‌ي ما آمريكايي‌ها هم صداييه كه توي استوديوي هاليوود ضبطش كردند.

به نظرم كتاب نقطه مقابل در روياي بابل‌ئه ولي تقريبا همون اندازه خوب، ازين جهت ميگم نقطه مقابل چون با وجود اينكه جاهايي‌ش نمك خاص
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Matt
Maybe I'm a masochist, because even though this beautiful, wry, and haunting book was incredibly depressing I really enjoyed reading it. And everyone: if you have a choice between eating a hamburger and buying a box of bullets, please do yourself a favor and eat the burger.
Shirin
داستان با بیانی ساده از زبان مردی درباره ی کودکیش بیان می شود که افکارش کودکانه نیست و آزاردهنده خواهد شد وقتی که با اشتباهی ناخواسته کودکی پسربچه متوقف می شود...اشتباهی که به دلیل شرایط بد زمان بعد از جنگ رخ می دهد...
Heather
One of my favorite books, possibly the most depressing books of my favorites (does the fact that there's a possibility say something about me?) Beautifully written by one of my favorite writers.
Sarah-Ruth
I enjoyed his description of Oregon in the winter. It was very accurate. I am a huge fan of Richard Brautigan's poetry and I prefer it over his short stories, at least this one.
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Richard Brautigan was a 20th century American writer. His novels and stories often have to do with black comedy, parody, satire, and Zen Buddhism. He is probably best known for his novel Trout Fishing in America. He died of a self-inflicted gunshot wound in 1984.

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“I had become so quiet and so small in the grass by the pond that I was barely noticeable, hardly there. I sat there watching their living room shining out of the dark beside the pond. It looked like a fairy-tale functioning happily in the post-World War II gothic of America before television crippled the imagination and turned people indoors and away from living out their own fantasies with dignity. Anyway, I just kept getting smaller and smaller beside the pond, more and more unnoticed in the darkening summer grass until I disappeared into the 32 years that have passed since then.” 20 likes
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