A Canticle for Leibowitz by Walter M. Miller Jr.

By Walter M. Miller Jr.

Walter M. Miller's acclaimed SF vintage A Canticle for Leibowitz opens with the unintentional excavation of a holy artifact: a creased, brittle memo scrawled via the hand of the blessed Saint Leibowitz, that reads: "Pound pastrami, can kraut, six bagels--bring domestic for Emma." To the Brothers of Saint Leibowitz, this sacred procuring record penned via an imprecise, 20th-century engineer is an emblem of desire from the far-off prior, from sooner than the Simplification, the fiery atomic holocaust that plunged the earth into darkness and lack of expertise. As 1984 recommended opposed to Stalinism, so 1959's A Canticle for Leibowitz warns of the risk and implications of nuclear annihilation. Following a cloister of clergymen of their Utah abbey over a few six or 700 years, the humorous yet bleak Canticle tackles the sociological and non secular implications of the cyclical upward push and fall of civilization, wondering even if humanity can desire for greater than repeating its personal historical past. Divided into 3 sections--Fiat Homo (Let There Be Man), Fiat Lux (Let There Be Light), and Fiat Voluntas Tua (Thy might be Done)--Canticle is steeped in Catholicism and Latin, exploring the interesting, likely capricious means of how and why an individual is canonized. --Paul Hughes

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Zannez has unlimbered all his gear. Cory goes over to the inspection group, her eyes carefully averted from Hanno and Snake. "I must say you four are terrific good sports," she says. "You've no idea how much this means. Kip and I were going to have to nerve ourselves ... " Her voice trails off embarrassedly. "Absolutely," Kip agrees. " "I guess this is the only worthwhile stripping I've ever done," says Stareem. " One of the new elders is twittering incomprehensible Galactic and gesturing to her.

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