How full of fear are the streets tonight
How heavy the air with the smell of it
And still over it all flies a message between lovers
Come and meet me at the death of day
Beneath the sky glowing with the light of distant eyes
Watching our windows darken, our doors left ajar
And we will hear the last song of the world together
Quiet and still this night burns on
And all around us is reborn from its ashes
A city we’ve known only in dreams
Walk with me through these crystal streets
Alone in a sea of strange new faces
Who watch the skies clear and unending
For some sign that the truth is hidden there
We alone living a memory of all that came before
Have you ever gone back to re-read a book you were made to study in school? Did your opinion of it change? The first one that came to mind for me is 1984 by George Orwell. As a ninth grader reading it, I wasn’t very interested in the plot and completely skipped over (spoilers) the excerpts from Goldstein’s book that Winston is given.
A few months ago I re-read it and was enthralled from beginning to end. Orwell’s prose is enchanting, and I was so much more aware of the parallels he had crafted between Oceania and our own modern world, or rather the world he predicted his era was heading for. Even my perception of the Goldstein excerpts had changed from dry and boring to piercing and clear.
Anyone else have a similar experience with 1984 or another book?
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