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    <body><![CDATA[Something serendipitous about coming to Yasunari Kawabata's 1974 short novel, &quot;The Lake&quot; pretty much by accident [just grabbed it off the shelf on a whim while looking for some Mishima books:], especially after having read Tanizaki's &quot;The Key&quot; and Marquez's &quot;...Melancholy Wh...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/47331150">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[The one star that I graciously gave this book doesn't reflect its quality. Kawabata is still a greatly talented writer, and is deserving of much respect. My low score is for effectiveness. Personally, in my readings, even in fiction, I search for something new and profound. In these pages, I found n...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/58290449">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Kawabata is still one of my favorite Japanese authors. I planned my trip to Kyoto by reading <u>The Old Capital</u>. I learned about the meditative quality of the game Go in <u>The Master of Go</u>. And in <u>A Thousand Cranes</u> Kawabata taught me about the tea ceremony and love. Now, after finishing <u>The Lake</u> I posses...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/37334293">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[I know Kawabata is a titan of Japanese literature but the subject matter of this particular work did not reach me.  There were some interesting Japanese concepts of idealized, socially constructed femininity being explored here but otherwise I was turned off by the protagonist's borderline pathologi...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/31174368">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[A strange story with some disturbing undertones. It never really grabbed my attention and was over sooner than I thought. Still worth the read and it pops back into my consciousness from time to time. ]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Nice. There's a scene in which Gimpei is crawling around on the ground and he has a vision of a baby crawling around under the ground below him, matching his movements.]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[not as poetic as &quot;snow country&quot; but nice.]]></body>
    
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