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Post by mrsphyllistorgo on Jun 6, 2012 14:08:46 GMT -5
I wasn't sure whether to put this in Ligosi's Library or here, but I'm sure the Mads can move it if needed.
Ray Bradbury, Grand Master and Emperor of the intelligent and enchanted read, has passed from this world.
My first real exposure to reading as ecstatic transport was Bradbury's Dandelion Wine. I read it somewhere around fifth or sixth grade, and was gobsmacked, stunned, hurled out of my body.
I was a voracious reader and had many favorites already, but until I read Dandelion, I had no idea that words could be made to dance so exquisitely, preform dressage and the tango at the same time. It was better then any drug, more mind-blowing than any concert or party.
Since then I've made a point of reading Bradbury every year--Halloween Tree and To The Dust Return'd every Halloween, for instance--but I still save Dandelion Wine for very occasional revisiting--I want to keep that tang as sharp as the first time I felt it.
Everybody will have thier own favorites, naturally. I hope you'll post them here. And think about how Bradbury slipped the surly bonds on the same timetable as the transit of Venus. Two once in a life time experiences.
When asked by a group of scientists about what information to send on a multi-generational spaceship that would never return from the stars, Bradbury replied:
Everything. All of it. It all matters.
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Post by Crowfan on Jun 6, 2012 16:33:59 GMT -5
There's a Dead Talk Back section for the obituaries, but yeah, very sad news.
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