Gascar has been writing short stories and novels of greater and lesser definition for years, and while this is classified as...

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THE BEST YEARS

Gascar has been writing short stories and novels of greater and lesser definition for years, and while this is classified as the latter, it hasn't a scintilla of a story and it is actually quite autobiographical in tone and character, an eclogue to ""nature everywhere."" To birds and insects, phlox and primrose and honeysuckle, grapes and chestnut and corn, everything which grows on this pastoral landscape in the south of France--characters appear, the wheelwright, the harness maker, the priest, and the nameless boys (the narrator among them) with their occasional pubescent preoccupations. It's a retrospective fragment of modest proportions and gentle contours, cloudbanks of weightless, pretty prose which dissipate and disappear.

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Publisher: Braziller

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Kirkus Reviews Issue: June 15, 1966

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