The Last Flower : A Parable in Pictures
Originally published in November 1939, two months after World War II officially began, James Thurber's parable in pictures - a graphic novel ahead of its day - about the eternal cycles of war, peace, love, and the resilience of one little flower remains as relevant today as it was then. ""The New York Times"" called it ""at once one of the most serious and one of the most hilarious contributions on war."" E. B. White wrote, ""In it you will find his faith in the renewal of life, his feeling for the beauty and fragility of life on earth."" Civilization has collapsed after World War XII, dogs have deserted their masters, all the groves and gardens have been destroyed, and love has vanished from the earth. Then one day, ""a young girl who had never seen a flower chanced to come upon the last one in the world."" Written amid the sorrow and chaos of war, dedicated to his only child ""in the wistful hope that her world will be better than mine,"" Thurber's ""The Last Flower"" is a wise and loving testimony to the salvation found in nature. This new printing will feature new scans of Thurber's original 1939 drawings.
- Hardback | 112 pages
- 157.48 x 226.06 x 20.32mm | 317.51g
- 15 Nov 2007
- University of Iowa Press
- Iowa, United States
" A melancholy argument against annihilation, "The Last Flower" is on the short list of books worth clutching to your chest as the world is destroyed." - David Rees, author, "Get Your War On" "A melancholy argument against annihilation, "The Last Flower" is on the short list of books worth clutching to your chest as the world is destroyed." David Rees, author, "Get Your War On""
About James Thurber
The author of nearly forty books, including collections of essays, short stories, fables, plays, and children's stories, James Thurber (1894-1961) created an acerbic world of beleaguered husbands, domineering women, and fabulous animals; no one before or since has drawn dogs as he did. A native of Columbus, Ohio, he worked as a newspaperman before joining the staff of the New Yorker. A self-proclaimed ""painstaking writer who doodles for relaxation,"" he began his career as a cartoonist when E. B. White, his New Yorker office mate, rescued his drawings from the trash.