A review by msmichaela
The Bright Hour: A Memoir of Living and Dying by Nina Riggs

5.0

I don’t know that devouring this beautiful, sad memoir in one gulp on a cross-country flight was the right decision, but once I started I couldn’t put it down. I’d guessed Riggs was a poet a few chapters in—the precision of her language, the close readings of Emerson (her grandfather many times removed) and Montaigne. And good god it’s gorgeous. I want to read it again more slowly.