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18130048 No.18130048 [Reply] [Original]

Which writers are best at describing places and things?

>> No.18130050

>>18130048
What a worthless question. kys OP

>> No.18130084
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>>18130050
First post worst post. Mega failure

>>18130048
I like Walter Pater. I’m sure there’s others

>> No.18130142

>>18130048
Zola, although he's generally one of the best.

“Albine now yielded to him, and Serge possessed her.
And the whole garden was engulfed together with the couple in one last cry of love's passion. The tree-trunks bent as under a powerful wind. The blades of grass emitted sobs of intoxication. The flowers, fainting, lips half-open, breathed out their souls. The sky itself, aflame with the setting of the great star, held its clouds motionless, faint with love, whence superhuman rapture fell. And it was the victory of all the wild creatures, all plants and all things natural, which willed the entry of these two children into the eternity of life.”

“...the water was scarcely inviting; for, through fear lest the output of the source should not suffice, the Fathers of the Grotto only allowed the water of the baths to be changed twice a day. And nearly a hundred patients being dipped in the same water, it can be imagined what a terrible soup the latter at last became. All manner of things were found in it, so that it was like a frightful consomme of all ailments, a field of cultivation for every kind of poisonous germ, a quintessence of the most dreaded contagious diseases; the miraculous feature of it all being that men should emerge alive from their immersion in such filth.”

>> No.18130168

>>18130142
“The whole of Paris was lit up. The tiny dancing flames had bespangled the sea of darkness from end to end of the horizon, and now, like millions of stars, they burned with a steady light in the serene summer night. There was no breath of wind to make them flicker as they hung there in space. They made the unseen city seem as vast as a firmament, reaching out into infinity.”

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>>18130050
go for a walk dude

>>18130048
Rick Bass is excellent at describing nature
Platte River is a really good read (if you can find a copy).

>> No.18130223

>>18130048
J. A. Baker