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Set The Controls For The Heart Of The SunThe Captain Bent In The Warm Air, Cursing, Felt His Hands Run Over The Cold Machine, And While He Worked He Saw A Future Which Was Removed From Them By The Merest Breath He Saw The Skin Peel From The Rocket Beehive, Men Thus Revealed Running, Running, Mouths Shrieking, Soundless Space Was A Black Mossed Well Where Life Drowned Its Roars And Terrors Scream A Big Scream, But Space Snuffed It Out Before It Was Half Up Your Throat Men Scurried, Ants In A Flaming Matchbox The Ship Was Dripping Lava, Gushing Steam, Nothing Journey With The Century S Most Popular Fantasy Writer Into A World Of Wonder And Horror Beyond Your Wildest DreamsContents The Fog HornThe PedestrianThe April WitchThe WildernessThe Fruit At The Bottom Of The BowlInvisible BoyThe Flying MachineThe MurdererThe Golden Kite, The Silver WindI See You NeverEmbroideryThe Big Black And White GameA Sound Of ThunderThe Great Wide World Over TherePowerhouseEn La NocheSun And ShadowThe MeadowThe Garbage CollectorThe Great FireHail And FarewellThe Golden Apples Of The Sun


10 thoughts on “The Golden Apples of the Sun

  1. says:

    Goodbye Ray Bradbury He was the first author I loved, he was a natural for me with his heart on his sleeve and his absolute belief in the power of words and the religion of wonder His brilliant restless short stories set off puffballs of astonishment in my brain, I slept on Mars and woke up in Green Town, I grew giant mushrooms for fun and profit and I was the illuminated boy, Ray Bradbury illuminated me with death, calliopes, mechanical houses, ice cream suits, towns where no one got off, dwarves, old women, winds which knew your name and carousels which drove screechingly backwards He was outrageously sentimental Icarus Montgolfier Wright, The April Witch, The Strawberry Window, Dandelion Wine and no one could get away with that kind of stuff but seriously weird too The Man Upstairs, Skeleton, Fever Dream He had moods, he had ideas, he could stop your heart The Big Black and White Game, Zero Hour, The Emissary And this was all stuff I was getting for the first time what happens when you tread on a butterfly in the Jurassic Age, what happens when we go to Mars, what happens when you need to make sure you haven t left any fingerprints after a murder you get caught by the police as you re polishing the fruit at the bottom of the fruitbowl You could almost eat the weather in his stories The old Corgi paperback editions compounded the joy by having the exact right artwork on the frontEven Penguin came up with a beauty for The Day it Rained Forever Of course when I grew up some I laid aside Ray Bradbury Physically, that is He never left the internal choir which sings and converses in my internal ear.


  2. says:

    Golden Apples of the Sun by Ray Bradbury is a collection of short stories first published in 1953 with 22 short stories Published again in 1997, this later edition contains the original stories as well as 10 previously released stories by the Grand Master These stories serve as a representative sample of Bradbury s unique and far ranging talent, blending elements of several genres into a cohesive universe of speculative fiction, as well as a demonstration of his mastery of the short fiction vehicle The reader will enjoy elements of science fiction, fantasy and Bradbury s distinct perspective on American literature, and all illuminated by his incomparable imagination Many stories stand out as exceptional, perhaps especially the novelette Frost and Fire as speculative fiction at it s best, standing by itself as an entertaining story but also working as allegory for larger truths and observances Bradbury s influence on literature is evident and writers such as Richard Matheson, Kurt Vonnegut, Philip K Dick, Stephen King and Neil Gaiman seem clearly to have drawn inspiration.


  3. says:

    How does one review a book of tiny short stories Do I describe the stories individually Or do I just mention a couple favorites, like the one about the last dinosaur and the lighthouse, or the pedestrian, or The Sound of Thunder, the time travel story that everyone knows even if they don t know the name of I m one of the few people that didn t have to read Fahrenheit 451 in school so the only exposure I had to Ray Bradbury before this was issues of Tales from the Crypt where they adapted his stories Bradbury s got a quaint sort of writing style and most of his tales have that bite you in ass ending He knows how to tell a short story without letting it get too wordy 22 stories in 169 pages is impressive Not all of them are gems but there are gems than bits of broken glass in this collection, that s for sure.


  4. says:

    Loved it Bradbury got the title from last line of this poem THE SONG OF WANDERING AENGUSby W.B Yeats WENT out to the hazel wood,Because a fire was in my head,And cut and peeled a hazel wand,And hooked a berry to a thread And when white moths were on the wing,And moth like stars were flickering out,I dropped the berry in a streamAnd caught a little silver trout When I had laid it on the floorI went to blow the fire a flame,But something rustled on the floor,And some one called me by my name It had become a glimmering girlWith apple blossom in her hairWho called me by my name and ranAnd faded through the brightening air Though I am old with wanderingThrough hollow lands and hilly lands,I will find out where she has gone,And kiss her lips and take her hands And walk among long dappled grass,And pluck till time and times are doneThe silver apples of the moon,The golden apples of the sun The Song of Wandering Aengus is reprinted from An Anthology of Modern Verse Ed A Methuen London Methuen Co., 1921.


  5. says:

    Bradbury on the sea One day many years ago a man walked along and stood in the sound of the ocean on a cold sunless shore and said We need a voice to call across the water, to warn ships I ll make one I ll make a voice that is like an empty bed beside you all night long, and like an empty house when you open the door, and like the trees in autumn with no leaves A sound like the birds flying south, crying, and a sound like November wind and the sea on the hard, cold shore I ll make a sound that s so alone that no one can miss it, that whoever hears it will weep in their souls, and to all who hear it in the distant towns I ll make me a sound and an apparatus and they ll call it a Fog Horn and whoever hears it will know the sadness of eternity and the briefness of life And although he writes of a beast of a hundred miles and a million years below who comes to the horn, to love it, I recalled it as I grew older as a whale and with this one story as child I was able to be horrified by the terrible, terrible things we do to the sea and its inhabitants Does that matter I think so If everybody in the world had read this story as a child, we d treat those things with the care and respect they deserve.I cannot begin to say how wrong the people are who think that Ray Bradbury doesn t count, that he is for some period where we believed in things that we don t any He makes things important without proseltysing It was a story about something that can t even exist and yet Bradbury explained his influence on kids like me thus Do you know why teachers use me Because I speak in tongues I write metaphors Every one of my stories is a metaphor you can remember The great religions are all metaphor We appreciate things like Daniel and the lion s den, and the Tower of Babel People remember these metaphors because they are so vivid you can t get free of them and that s what kids like in school They read about rocket ships and encounters in space, tales of dinosaurs All my life I ve been running through the fields and picking up bright objects I turn one over and say, Yeah, there s a story And that s what kids like Today, my stories are in a thousand anthologies And I m in good company The other writers are quite often dead people who wrote in metaphors Edgar Allan Poe, Herman Melville, Washington Irving, Nathaniel Hawthorne All these people wrote for children They may have pretended not to, but they did Sorry I want to say how amazing he is, again He IS


  6. says:

    I love Bradbury, but this one was too depressing for me Also, MC was kinda dumb Her nephew can t visit again and TEACH her to do what she wanted to learn There was no teacher where she lived, no one in her area knew how to do those two things I m calling shenanigans on this one.Listened to Levar Burton reading this on his podcast That helped it get a slightly higher rating I think.3 solid stars I need to re read the Bradbury I have He s such a great writer, even when depressing.


  7. says:

    The Golden Apples of the Sun is a collection of Ray Bradbury s short stories, first published in hardback and then republished for mass consumption in a lovely series of paperbacks distributed by Bantam Books in the early 1970s There were a number of these collections floating around, and I have many, many fond memories of these Bantam editions For starters, they had catchy cover art that captured my imagination as a young reader The paperbacks also kept the beautiful story header line drawings by artist Joe Mugnaini, a longtime Bradbury collaborator Each reissue had around 20 or so stories in them, split about evenly between Bradbury s science fiction and his non genre writing Bradbury s science fiction was not hard science fiction in any sense He had no education in the sciences, but loved the romance and excitement of the space program and enlightenment in general As such, his sci fi work is grounded in fantasy, evoking the humanity of his characters and their motivations rather than highlighting technical details His non genre prose was often based on autobiographical incidents and was definitely rooted in a bygone era of life in the United States He peopled his stories with strong men and women, carving out personalities with great care and supple descriptions He was a writer ahead of his time in many ways, advocating for a number of what we nowadays refer to as progressive principles His take on race relations was nuanced and sensitive and his outlook on women as fully developed characters was unusual for it s time He was not afraid to tackle social issues such as immigration or racism And of course you get the traditional Bradbury writing form The man could bend words in such beautifully poetic prose to the point where I could go back and reread whole sections for nothing than the sheer appreciation of the wordsmithing To witness There was a great insect humming all through the air It sang in a ceaseless, bumbling tone, rising a bit, perhaps falling just a bit, but keeping the same pitch Like a woman humming between pressed lips as she makes a meal in the warm twilight over a hot stove They could see no movement within the building there was only the gigantic humming It was the sort of noise you would expect the sun shimmer to make rising from hot railroad ties on a blazing summer day, when there is that flurried silence and you see the air eddy and whorl and ribbon, and expect a sound from the process but get nothing but an arched tautness of the eardrums and the tense quiet from the short story Powerhouse , included in this collection.Now THAT, kids, is a man who knows his way around the language, pure and distilled down to its beautific essence I remember having an English teacher in the 8th grade who just loved Ray Bradbury She would read to the class from his stories in enraptured glee, trying to engage the love of metaphor, the appreciation of style and quality and vocabulary It was lost on most of the kids, but not me I had been reading Bradbury for a few years at that point Sometimes I would stay after class and discuss our shared love of the stories, finding a common ground and reveling in the joy of language as an art form The Fog Horn A ancient and lonely sea monster mistakes the sound of a lighthouse fog horn for a cry of love What manner of heartbreak awaits the lovelorn The Pedestrian Dystopic tale set mid 21st century Decent enough, even if it covers familiar ground The April Witch One of my favorite stories in the collection An isolated young witch travels out of body to seek the secrets of human love She gets than she bargained for The Wilderness A tale of anticipation and excitement, as the exodus to Mars takes on a corollary to the wagon trains of the Old West Brimming with all sorts of that poetic Bradbury magic The Fruit at the Bottom of the Bowl Murder and obsession do not make for a good combination One of Bradbury s forays into the suspense story Invisible Boy A powerless witch learns the art of deception is not all it s cracked up to be Comedic moments lead to a wistful ending Fun story The Flying Machine Perhaps the most chilling story in the book, though it trades in no supernatural or science fiction tropes It s a fable for our times.all we have to fear is fear itself The Murderer Another prescient tale, as a man who is inundated by technology rebels against the system in a quest for peace and quiet Bonus points for Bradbury s spot on prediction of wrist phones, and the endless drone of the connected The Golden Kite, The Silver Wind Another fable with an Oriental perspective, unusual pacing since The Flying Machine was only two stories ago in this collection and had a similar style Note to editors everywhere placement is important Anyway, good story with a fine moral working together beats working at odds and working oneself into the grave to do it Probably not in line with current capitalist individualist theory, and that s just fine with me I See You Never Non sci fi Another eerily prescient little riff, this time concerning a model tenant being shipped back to Mexico because he overstayed his work visa Could have been written yesterday Embroidery There is anecdotal evidence that some number of the scientists who developed the first atomic bomb had calculated and believed that there was a significant chance that the detonation would ignite the atmosphere and kill all life on Earth The decision was made to go ahead with the test anyway The Big Black and White Game Non sci fi Supposedly based on a real life experience Bradbury had as a child on a family vacation to Wisconsin Copyrighted in 1945, two years before Jackie Robinson broke the color barrier in Major League Baseball This is a story with strong racial overtones, as the white residents of a small Wisconsin town take on a team of black players from the same region As one might expect, troubles brew up, and the game ends in riotous disarray A powerful story, a relic of it s time One can only wonder what white readers thought of this clearly progressive take on race relations circa the mid 1940s As usual, Bradbury was far ahead of his time as he puts a very human face on a turbulent topic A Sound of Thunder So if a singular butterfly flapping its wings in Africa can cause a hurricane in North America, imagine what the consequences would be of silencing a singular butterfly s flapping some 65 million years ago The Great Wide World Over There Non sci fi Mail service comes to rural Missouri in this bittersweet story of a woman who discovers the world through the magic of her mailbox, and then loses it forever Powerhouse Non sci fi An unexpected stopover at an abandoned power generating station provides for a consciousness expanding episode En La Noche Non sci fi A wailing woman keeps the inhabitants of a tenement up at all hours, until a brave married man makes a sacrifice of fidelity in order to secure peace and quiet for all Kinda racy for Bradbury, especially given the era it was written in Sun and Shadow Non sci fi A humorous tale of pride and heritage What do we own if not ourselves The Meadow Non sci fi The ghosts of an old movie lot about to be demolished rear their heads one last time Great story that wears it s heart on it s sleeve The Garbage Collector Who gets the task of picking up and disposing of the bodies post apocalypse The Great Fire Non sci fi One of Bradbury s comedic and sweet slice of life tales follows a flirtatious young girl staying with her family and burning with the fires of young love Or maybe NOT love Hail and Farewell A tale of a man cursed with eternal youth Sounds like fun, but the reality is much different The Golden Apples of the Sun You have to remember that Bradbury did not write hard science fiction His vision was poetic, mythological Fine story..but suspend your disbelief I can t recommend these stories enough And I d also recommend seeking out the Bantam paperback editions You will get a feel for the pulpy paper, the vivid line drawings, the joy of thumbing through a cheap paperback found on a twenty five cent shelf in some forgotten resale shop somewhere Read, appreciate, enjoy.


  8. says:

    A so so collection from one of my favorite masters of the short form Some excellent stories here, some I skimmed Worth a look for Bradbury fans.


  9. says:

    Not all of the stories in this collection of Bradbury s short fiction are great, or even that memorable, but one or two of them will stick with me I particularly enjoyed Embroidery , which was well structured and had a lovely final paragraph Perfect, even, almost.Even if a few of them didn t really get to me, it s worth noting that I received it in the mail just today, and I read it in two sittings I ve been rather wrapped up in video games lately hey, I just got the news that I got a first for my degree, I deserve the time off Though this book was actually a gift from a friend in celebration of exactly that but this pulled me right out of them and kept me turning pages.


  10. says:

    So very weird, beautiful, unmatched, magical use of words, sentences, almost a prose poetry A slow read for me, because I had to process each story or wade through the themes Time, age, technology, natural resources, space, family, and so much I got bogged down a bit in his school boy fascination with the space race and rockets which came through strongly in many of the stories I m too young or something to appreciate that particular fascination maybe The stories on the surface seem so far fetched, yet underneath there are beautiful layers to peel back and think on.