The farmers have trouble aplenty… One is agitating what’s best to stuff his guts with, and another, who he can lend to at the highest percentage, but none of them trouble about the poor. Even were they to die at their fences….My God, they all sit in the same village, across a baulk, and itContinue reading “RKS POLISH Literature: Misery and Heartache Everywhere in the Village (Władysław Reymont)”
