Pack My Bag: A Self-Portrait
Condition: SECONDHAND
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Condition remarks:
Condition: Very Good. Jacket: Worn/faded - no tears; price clipped. Page Condition: Good. Markings: No markings. Binding condition: Good.
Written in the shadow of an impending world war, Pack My Bag: A Self-Portrait is one of the most unusual and quietly devastating memoirs of the twentieth century. Henry Green — the pen name of Henry Vincent Yorke — chronicles his privileged English upbringing with a disarming frankness, moving from his aristocratic country childhood through Eton and Oxford with the measured, impressionistic prose that distinguishes him as one of Britain's most singular literary voices. What makes this autobiography remarkable is not simply what it records, but the urgency behind its composition: Green wrote it believing he would not survive the coming war, lending every recollection an elegiac, almost confessional weight. His style — oblique, sensory, and resistant to easy sentiment — transforms personal memory into a meditation on class, identity, and the fragility of the world he knew. For readers who have yet to encounter Green's genius, Pack My Bag is the most intimate door into his extraordinary inner world.
Author: Henry Green
Format: Hardback
Published: 1979, Hogarth Press
Genre: Biography
Condition remarks:
Condition: Very Good. Jacket: Worn/faded - no tears; price clipped. Page Condition: Good. Markings: No markings. Binding condition: Good.
Written in the shadow of an impending world war, Pack My Bag: A Self-Portrait is one of the most unusual and quietly devastating memoirs of the twentieth century. Henry Green — the pen name of Henry Vincent Yorke — chronicles his privileged English upbringing with a disarming frankness, moving from his aristocratic country childhood through Eton and Oxford with the measured, impressionistic prose that distinguishes him as one of Britain's most singular literary voices. What makes this autobiography remarkable is not simply what it records, but the urgency behind its composition: Green wrote it believing he would not survive the coming war, lending every recollection an elegiac, almost confessional weight. His style — oblique, sensory, and resistant to easy sentiment — transforms personal memory into a meditation on class, identity, and the fragility of the world he knew. For readers who have yet to encounter Green's genius, Pack My Bag is the most intimate door into his extraordinary inner world.