מתקפת האביב
(By Herbert Clyde Lewis)
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Winston is just a person, any person, who during World War II joins the ranks of the Allies as a volunteer, fighting Nazi Germany. Thoughts about life and death lead him to come up with an unusual idea: he prepared to plant flowers in an uninhabited area, "No man's land", which is strewn with iron rods that will stab the soft underbelly of enemy tanks.
Our Winston, who gave up his life in America, sneaks into enemy territory to complete his agricultural-poetic work. When dawn breaks, the spring attack begins, and our hero is caught up in a battle that lasts 24 hours, while lying on the ground, caught in a war between man and man: one fights to liberate the free world, and the other fights to enslave it. In the background, the sounds of shells and live ammunition are heard, the music of the cannons, but in the pauses Winston manages to think and even dream. His whole life unfolds before his eyes like a fan and stands the test: memories of living in the land of dreams, accompanied by existential moments.
"Spring Offensive" will always be remembered as the perfect and pulsating work that was published at the worst time in terms of marketing. The book, which was published in early 1940, describes a failed German attack on the Allied armies, which is conducted along the Mazino line in April 1940. In practice, the Germans did not attack in April, but in June, and the results of the battle did not match what the author imagined: the Germans managed to defeat the The alliance thanks to aerial bombardments. The book was soon removed from the shelves and forgotten. What remains and is now in our hands is Herbert Clyde Lewis at his best - a clear and intelligent literary voice, which has returned and wrestled with the issues that always occupy him. Because everyone writes only one book during their lifetime: here the gentleman who fell into the sea is not swimming in the sea, in an abstract landscape, but is confronted with a dark historical moment, with no visible way out.”
