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She stands up in the garden where she has been working and looks into the distance. She has sensed a shift in the weather. There is another gust of wind, a buckle of noise in the air, and the tall cypresses sway. She turns and moves uphill toward the house, climbing over a low wall, feeling the first drops of rain on her bare arms. She crosses the loggia and quickly enters the house.

In the kitchen she doesn't pause but goes through it and climbs the stairs which are in darkness and then continues along the long hall, at the end of which is a wedge of light from an open door.

She turns into the room which is another garden--this one made up of trees and bowers painted over its walls and ceiling. The man lies on the bed, his body exposed to the breeze, and he turns his head slowly towards her as she enters.

Every four days she washes his black body, beginning at the destroyed feet. She wets a washcloth and holding it above his ankles squeezes the water onto him, looking up as he murmurs, seeing his smile. Above the shins the burns are worst. Beyond purple. Bone.

She has nursed him for months and she knows the body well, the penis sleeping like a sea horse, the thin tight hips. Hipbones of Christ, she thinks. He is her despairing saint. He lies flat on his back, no pillow, looking up at the foliage painted onto the ceiling, its canopy of branches, and above that, blue sky.

She pours calamine in stripes across his chest where he is less burned, where she can touch him. She loves the hollow below the lowest rib, its cliff of skin. Reaching his shoulders she blows cool air onto his neck, and he mutters.

What? she asks, coming out of her concentration.

He turns his dark face with its gray eyes towards her. She puts her hand into her pocket. She unskins the plum with her teeth, withdraws the stone and passes the flesh of the fruit into his mouth.

He whispers again, dragging the listening heart of the young nurse beside him to wherever his mind is, into that well of memory he kept plunging into during those months before he died. --Ce texte fait référence à l'édition Broché .

Revue de presse

"A rare and spellbinding web of dreams." —Time


"Sensuous, mysterious, rhapsodic, it transports the reader to another world . . . . Ondaatje's most probing examination yet of the nature of identity." —San Francisco Chronicle


"Mr. Ondaatje [is] one of North America's finest novelists . . . . The spell of his haunted villa remains with us, inviting us to reread passages for the pure pleasure of being there." —Wall Street Journal

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  • Broché: 320 pages
  • Editeur : Picador; Édition : New edition (6 septembre 2002)
  • Collection : Picador thirty
  • Langue : Anglais
  • ISBN-10: 0330491911
  • ISBN-13: 978-0330491914
  • Dimensions du produit: 17,5 x 12,7 x 2,3 cm
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5 internautes sur 5 ont trouvé ce commentaire utile  Par denise grenier sur 26 août 2007
Format: Broché
une écriture poétique, les frontiètre entre l'ici (toscane) et l'à-bas (le déserr africain), le vivant (les décorations peintes les fresques sur les murs)et le non-plus-vivant (le brulé..), le silence (fait de bruits des pas de l'homme qu'on attend) et les bruits (des mrs..) se fondent, s'évanouissent. Un livre merveilleux
et en plus un anglais relativement facile à lire pour des non anglais
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Par flo sur 5 décembre 2012
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Très belle histoire, et de plus racontée par Ralph Fienes....c'est un pure délice
Pour ceux ou celles qui désirent écouter une histoire en anglais, et qui connaissent déjà l'histoire de The English Patient, je recommande. Attention, l'anglais est très compréhensible mais il faut tout de même avoir un anglais avancé.
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Par Dominique Begerem sur 20 novembre 2012
Format: Broché Achat vérifié
Une des plus belles sinonla plus belle histoire d'amour que je connnaisse, écrite - que dis-je - ciselée par Ondaatje. Il est frappant également comment les acteurs interprêtent les personnage du livre. Et si on aime pas le sable, rêvez du Sahara. Vous en sortirai transformé ! Le film : Le Patient anglais
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A poetic tale of four haunted lives 8 octobre 2003
Par Debbie Lee Wesselmann - Publié sur
Format: Broché
Set at the end of World War II in an Italian villa, The English Patient brings together four unlikely characters: Hana, an emotionally-wounded army nurse who refuses to leave her last patient even when ordered to evacuate; Caravaggio, a friend of Hana's father, thief and spy, a man who is drawn to Hana in ways he cannot articulate; Kip, an Indian sapper loyal to the British military who disarms bombs by day, loves Hana by night; and the mysterious burned invalid, the English patient of the title, who unites them all in unexpected ways. Told in poetic, often elliptical language, this novel demands to be savored instead of read voraciously. The images are just as likely to be visually precise as they are inexplicable. Unlike the movie, which concentrates on the love story between the English patient and the woman he loved, the novel is more about the confusing impulses that lead to both passion and danger in all the characters.
Serious readers of literature should read this novel more than once, for its subtleties, imagery, and the force of its lyricism. More casual readers may find it tough reading, not because the language is inaccessible but because of the way Ondaatje backs into his story. Those who stick with the author's poetic turns will be well-rewarded by the end.
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Heartbreakingly Gorgeous 12 avril 2002
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Format: Broché
"The English Patient" is, without a doubt, one of my very favorite books. It is lush, beautiful and gorgeous. And the glory of it is that it got that way with fine, first-rate writing. You won't find any gimmicks or ... tricks here.
Unlike the movie, the book begins in war-torn Italy (1944) where we encounter Hana, a Canadian nurse and a horribly burned man known only as, "the English patient." Alone in an isolated, abandoned convent, Hana stays behind when her friends move on to care for the dying English patient. Hana is a rare individual and truly caring. She spends her days reading to the English patient from the volume of Herodotus that was found with him and, when his pain becomes too great, she injects him with morphine.
Hana and the English patient aren't alone long, however. A mysterious man named Caravaggio soon arrives and it becomes clear that he has an agenda all his own. Nevertheless, it is Caravaggio who succeeds with the English patient where others have failed. This trio is soon joined by a Sikh named Kip, a man who will play a role in Hana's life, just as she will play a role in his.
Eventually, of course, we learn all about the English patient, who really isn't English at all, but a Hungarian count named, Almasy. We learn where he's been and why and how he came to be so horribly burned. We learn about the great love of his life, a love that sadly, was doomed from the very start.
This is a book that is told on two levels and contains two love stories. One takes place in the past and the other takes place in the present. While Hana's story is told in the present tense, it is not as involving or as intense as is the love story involving Almasy that takes place in the past. I think this is because Hana and her lover are not as fully-realized as are Almasy and his lover, though Hana is by far the most sympathetic character in the book.
The character of Caravaggio is as mysterious as is the English patient. We do learn about him, however, and about his mysterious connection to Almasy. The stories of Hana and Caravaggio are heartbreaking and heartbreakingly beautiful.
"The English Patient" is a quiet love story, one told without the necessity of melodrama or "fireworks." However, it is one that cuts deep, and one that any reader will remember long after the book is finished. This is a story that simply rings with universal chords...of love, of loss, of sadness, of betrayal.
If I have one quibble with this book, it is with the denouement. I didn't really want to know what happened to some of the characters in the distant future. I wanted Ondaatje to leave a little for my imagination. But he didn't and that's his choice. It certainly didn't ruin the book for me.
The writing in "The English Patient" is lyrical and beautiful, though spare. Ondaatje is first and foremost a poet, and it shows. This is a book that flows, that cascades, that washes over you with its words.
I first read "The English Patient" years ago and I haven't forgotten a single detail. "The English Patient" is a book that captures your heart and never lets go. It is a book that will haunt you with its beauty and with its sadness for many years to come, perhaps even for the rest of your life. Yes, it's that good.
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If you've ever NOT read a book because it became a movie.... 15 janvier 2006
Par Mark DeRespinis - Publié sur
Format: Broché
There was a time, not too long ago, when you could sit in a cafe and hear the words The English Patient within the half hour, either that or see someone with their head ducked into the pages of the book between slurps of coffee. Of course this popularity made me wary of the book and the movie and I formed ready stereotypes and turned my attention elsewhere. Then the paperback copies of the book started to come out with the actors faces on it, and I have vowed never to by a book that brandishes its connection to the movie version of the story - call me a grumpy old man, but it seems that the book was the book before it was the movie and I'd much rather form my own visual and dramatic accompaniment to the text without seeing the face of some actor. (Disclaimer: I might love the movie if I actually saw it, but that's not the point!)

And yet, poetic justice prevails. On a slow winter morning at my coffee shop, I looked warily over at a copy of The English Patient that someone had left on the shelf months ago. In fact, I didn't even think that I was picking up "The English Patient", and instead looked to the merits of the book's fine author Michael Ondaatje. I thought of Anil's Ghost, which I enjoyed, and Coming through Slaughter, and thought it might do me good to start off my day with a glance at the inspired prose of a great writer. Later, I would read about Hana reading to the English patient: "When she begins a book she enters through stilted doorwas into large courtyards. Parma and Paris and India spread their carpets." In the first paragraph of this book, we enter into The Villa, following Hana into the room where the English patient lies. "She turns into the room which is another garden - this one made up of trees and bowers painted over its walls and ceiling. The man lies on the bed, his body exposed to the breeze, and he turns his head slowly towards her as she enters..." We are introduced to a relationship, and through the relationship, to a place, and through the place, to a war, and through the war, to the strange lurches of a civilization in a time of great change and to individuals trying to situate themselves amidst the absurdly ordered chaos of it all. Once you fall under the spell of the story, you are left to dream, and to be changed forever by the experience.
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"That night I fell in love with a voice. Only a voice." 5 septembre 1999
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Format: Relié
The English Patient written by Michael Ondaatje
Michael Ondaatje's stunning novel takes place as the Second World War is ending. The author creates four unforgettable characters and brings them together in an abandoned and damaged Italian villa as the war retreats around them. It is their lives and memories that "The English Patient" follows and explores.
Hana is a young Canadian nurse and her late father's friend, Caravaggio, is a professional thief and Allied spy who was brutally maimed during the war. Kip, a Sikh "sapper", lives on the edge of death in the fields of bomb disposal.
And the central force around which the action spins is the mysterious title character - the English Patient, the nameless, burnt victim who lies in an upstairs room and whose memories of passion, betrayal, and rescue illuminates the book.
They are all fascinated by this dying man, burnt beyond recognition and who refuses to unveil his name or country of origin. His story, set in the deserts of North Africa, unfolds through a series of flashbacks taking place in the abandoned villa. Through the rest of the novel, Hana, Caravaggio and Kip try to discover his true identity while he tells them stories of his past.
"The English Patient" is fabulous. It is all very poetic, the plot, the descriptions. It transforms your view of the world, turning it into a glorious, magical place that does not exist or does it? The author I read on the inside of the cover was first a poet and then became a novelist. And this novel is filled with page upon page of poetry, though it is written in novel form. "The English Patient" is perhaps the most beautiful novel I have ever read.
When I started to read the book I was a bit surprised that it was written in a third person. But later I discovered that the third person narrative voice make some kind of justice to all the characters.
Though I have to admit that it was not a very easy book to read. The author's language is lyrical and beautiful, but it requires an investment of energy from the reader especially from one whose mother tongue is not English. Sometimes the lyrical language like steels away your breath so that it becomes hard to follow the plot.
I strongly want to recommend this book and then trust me and take as long as you can to finish it. Discover every single phrase of it because it is worth it.
I want to end this book report with a sentence from the book. "That night I fell in love with a voice. Only a voice. I wanted to hear nothing more." This breathtaking sentence really hit me and stayed with me for several days.
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A Marvelous Book, in which, Nothing Happens 31 août 2000
Par Patrick Burnett - Publié sur
Format: Broché
The cover copy of my version of "The English Patient" indicates that the book within is "A rare and spellbinding web of dreams." Even though I'm not sure what that means, strangely, I agree. Ondaatje's language is lyrical enough to transport one to his dream world, a world of half-glimpsed comprehension, passion and sensuality. His descriptions of the world he has created are certainly dream-like; when the English Patient first emerges from the wrecked plane, he is afire, his headed sporting "antlers of flame". From that moment, I belonged to Ondaatje.
Narrative is an important part of a novel. But if you like yours linear, you will be disappointed here. "The English Patient" flashes backwards and back to the present, rarely giving one warning or even a way to tell where we are, chronologically. It is a quilt of a book, much like the patient's copy of Herodotus' "The Histories", which has been woven from the original text and additional maps, notes & drawings. It is at once what it appears to be and something different, something organic, alive and changing with us as we read it.
Most of the characters are fascinating. Caravaggio, the thumbless thief, who, naked, once stole a photograph of himself from the woman who took it. Kip, the Sikh "sapper", or demolitions expert, who spends his days communing with the bombs that surround their villa. Hana, the nurse, who finds solace and support in books, to the point of rebuilding a portion of the staircase by nailing heavy books in place (If that isn't an incredible metaphor, I don't know what is).
Then there is the patient himself, burnt black, quietly awaiting death and reflecting on its nature. For much of the novel, we don't know who he is, except a reminder of death and betrayal. This is barely his story at all; he is merely a catalyst. Without him, we have the idea that the other three would never have come together,would never have discovered their identities.
For that's what this book is, an examination of the nature of identity. Who are we, when the lights are out? Is it only the presence of other people that makes us who we are? Michael Ondaatje isn't telling, rather, he leaves it up to us.
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