He gets up and leaves she watches him go: "Her gaze moves over the tall, skinny figure of her husband and caresses and fondles it." He turns, hands her a worn rouble, and goes on. It is clear from what he says that they cannot live together. "Ashamed of her joy, " she "covers her mouth with her hand." He scratches his arm, stretches, follows some wild ducks with his eyes. She and the huntsman talk, she tenderly and reproachfully, he boastfully and casually. Written entirely in the present tense, it opens with some fragmentary observations about the weather, a brief but vivid and (typically for Chekhov) slightly anthropomorphized description of the fields and forest, a few spots of color - the red shirt and white cap of the huntsman. We may see what he meant if we look at "The Huntsman, " the story that first caught Grigorovich’s eye. Chekhov has his own special form, like the impressionists." Tolstoy was not alone in using the term "impressionism" to describe Chekhov’s art.
Chekhov has created new forms of writing, completely new, im my opinion, to the whole world, the like of which I have not encountered anywhere. "Chekhov is an incomparable artist, " he is quoted as saying, "an artist of life. He invented a new kind of story, which opened up areas of life that had not yet been explored by Russian literature. Since I can’t here’s a bit from the introduction written by Richard Pevear:Ĭhekhov’s contemporaries were struck by his originality. So how can I explain how wonderful it was to read it? It’s times like these I wish I could tear apart the text word by word like some of you can and explain why his stories just seem perfect. The Huntsman was an interesting short sketch of two people meeting in the fields, exchanging a few words, and then moving on.
The message most stories seemed to convey was that what is, just is, and so shall it always be with me or without me. Though some may see them as vignettes of hopelessness I thought that most characters displayed at least a glimmer of, if not happiness, contentment. This book of 30 short stories cut slices of Russia and laid them bare. Stories of Anton Chekhov by Anton Pavlovich ChekhovĬhekhov is now my favorite Russian author. Time to play catch up since I just joined this group.
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