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bjr2022 's review for:
Four Letters of Love
by Niall Williams
What glorious writing! What sublime storytelling. This writing is like the weather: organic, inevitable but not always predictable. Time flies like wind. Ireland is palpable in the people and the terrain and the silence between the words. The title is absolutely right. This is intricately interconnected stories of love: love as infatuation mistaken for something else in the tumult of young hormones, the secret guilt that informs the way we receive or reject love, fantasies of love, and the real thing between parents and children and true spouses—love through all the cross-wiring that comprises human beings.
If you’ve ever walked into a room and found it full of former inhabitants, or if you have a sense of the invisible connections between all of us, or if you “know” there are no accidents, even if you can’t explain that, you will feel deeply at home in the poetry of this book. If you know none of these things, you may still feel a curious sense of home as the book’s heart wakes up your own.
Beyond that, I don’t want to pull this apart, recount the plot, or in any way analyze. The book is art and it speaks for itself to anybody who feels drawn to wonderful writing.
Thank you to Cheri, whose review sent me to this book.
If you’ve ever walked into a room and found it full of former inhabitants, or if you have a sense of the invisible connections between all of us, or if you “know” there are no accidents, even if you can’t explain that, you will feel deeply at home in the poetry of this book. If you know none of these things, you may still feel a curious sense of home as the book’s heart wakes up your own.
Beyond that, I don’t want to pull this apart, recount the plot, or in any way analyze. The book is art and it speaks for itself to anybody who feels drawn to wonderful writing.
Thank you to Cheri, whose review sent me to this book.