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The Writings of John Burroughs: The light of day. 12. Literary values and other papers

The book is a compilation of John Burroughs' writings that delve into the appreciation of the natural world, offering insights into the literary values and philosophical musings of this influential figure in American literature. more

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John Burroughs
John Burroughs

John Burroughs (April 3, 1837 – March 29, 1921) was an American essayist and naturalist, widely regarded as the father of American nature writing. Born in Roxbury, New York, he worked as a teacher and journalist before dedicating himself to observing and writing about nature. His works, such as Wake-Robin and Winter Sunshine, are celebrated for their vivid descriptions and philosophical depth. A close friend of poet Walt Whitman, Burroughs emphasized the spiritual connection between humans and the natural world. His writings influenced early conservation movements and continue to inspire readers today. more

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