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A review by floraphage
H is for Hawk by Helen Macdonald
4.0
"The archaeology of grief is not ordered. It is more like earth under a spade, turning up things you had forgotten."
The story of Helen Macdonald's efforts to train a goshawk she names Mabel is woven into (or against) the troubled story of T.H. White's life and his somewhat incompetent training of his own hawk, Gos. But this is less a book about falconry and the raw beauty of a hawk than one about bereavement and the weight of grief. In the wake of her father's death, Helen retreats from humanity and inhabits the alien mind of the goshawk, becomes it, before finally emerging from her grief human, renewed, and separate from Mabel once again. Beautifully written.
The story of Helen Macdonald's efforts to train a goshawk she names Mabel is woven into (or against) the troubled story of T.H. White's life and his somewhat incompetent training of his own hawk, Gos. But this is less a book about falconry and the raw beauty of a hawk than one about bereavement and the weight of grief. In the wake of her father's death, Helen retreats from humanity and inhabits the alien mind of the goshawk, becomes it, before finally emerging from her grief human, renewed, and separate from Mabel once again. Beautifully written.