Rainy dawn: And other stories

by Konstantin Paustovsky, David Matthews (Translator), Lyudmila Matthews (Translator)

English (translation)
Original Russian

Genres: Short Stories, Russian Literature, Russia

210 pages, Paperback

First published January 1, 1995

About the author

Konstantin Georgiyevich Paustovsky was a Russian Soviet writer nominated for the Nobel Prize for literature in 1965.

Reviews

[Linh Phan]

It is sad to see such a wonderful book having no review at all. But it also contains a little selfish joy knowing Rainy Dawn is, still, somehow, my precious, my lone sanctuary.

How to say about this book?

There are subtle short stories in Rainy Dawn, about Russia nature, Russian, about love in every kind of it. No intense, no plot twist. It is just story you can catch up any moment in your life, provided that you do notice. Paustovsky is an author who does emotionally appreciate life. He saw the beauty of nature and human, and wrote about it with all sincerity in his heart. If you are tired of books talking about the disgust of human, that society sucks that we gonna die in regret and live in vain, you should pick up that book.

Personally, I love that book because it grows up with me. I read it the first time when I was 15, and read it over again each year. Now I'm 22, I don't see the world under the perspective of a 15 years old girl, but the book still gives me all the mental comfort I need. And the more I experience in life, the more I enjoy Rainy Dawn.

[Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu]

It’s a beautiful and interesting work of short fictions. I enjoyed reading every bit of it, and I have read it many times. RAINY DAWN is by far the most intriguing story in the collection. I recommend it to any reader. In it, Paustovsky exhibited a rare craftsmanship, telling an excellent and riveting story with dexterous and apt description of weather. Beautiful work.

[Marco W]

wonderful collection of quiet, unfussy short stories that have stayed with me for some time.

[Nam KK]

Rubbish. A communism’s rhetoric product.

[Felicity]

Among the powerful, haunting and evocative stories in this collection are one or two where lyricism cedes to cloying sentimentality. Although even Dostoyevsky was not immune from occasional mawkishness, I had not expected to encounter this tendency in a writer of the revolutionary generation, and especially not in a writer whose prose otherwise shows admirable restraint.