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Chapter 9
Explanation and Analysis:
The Awakening is written from a third-person omniscient point of view, meaning the novel’s narrator is separate from the protagonist Edna but has access to her thoughts. Overall, Chopin’s writing style is formal with detailed, descriptive prose. The narrator’s description of a party hosted by Madame Lebrun in Chapter 9 exemplifies this style:
Some one had gathered orange and lemon branches, and with these fashioned graceful festoons between. The dark green of the branches stood out and glistened against the white muslin curtains which draped the windows, and which puffed, floated, and flapped at the capricious will of a stiff breeze that swept up from the Gulf.
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Chapter 17
Explanation and Analysis:
The Awakening is written from a third-person omniscient point of view, meaning the novel’s narrator is separate from the protagonist Edna but has access to her thoughts. Overall, Chopin’s writing style is formal with detailed, descriptive prose. The narrator’s description of a party hosted by Madame Lebrun in Chapter 9 exemplifies this style:
Unlock with LitCharts A+Some one had gathered orange and lemon branches, and with these fashioned graceful festoons between. The dark green of the branches stood out and glistened against the white muslin curtains which draped the windows, and which puffed, floated, and flapped at the capricious will of a stiff breeze that swept up from the Gulf.
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Chapter 30
Explanation and Analysis:
The Awakening is written from a third-person omniscient point of view, meaning the novel’s narrator is separate from the protagonist Edna but has access to her thoughts. Overall, Chopin’s writing style is formal with detailed, descriptive prose. The narrator’s description of a party hosted by Madame Lebrun in Chapter 9 exemplifies this style:
Unlock with LitCharts A+Some one had gathered orange and lemon branches, and with these fashioned graceful festoons between. The dark green of the branches stood out and glistened against the white muslin curtains which draped the windows, and which puffed, floated, and flapped at the capricious will of a stiff breeze that swept up from the Gulf.
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