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A review by kierscrivener
Dearly by Margaret Atwood
5.0
I am breathless with tears in my eyes and emotions in a clump in my throat. Atwood writes of grief, losing her partner after forty-six years, she writes of childhood, of womanhood, of the world through lore and mythology and folklore but also in startling realism. And at then end, I sit looking at the words and the questions she asked.
Stopping many times throughout to sit.
To reflect. To write my own thoughts in verse.
My first Atwood, this is long overdue and I cannot wait to read her long list of novels, short stories and poems. I read a few of her poems in high school, and I have always felt a kinship for her as she was born in the city I was born in and lives near where I moved as an adult. She's Canadian. She treaded a similar path, sixty years earlier than I. She makes connections and ideas and metaphors all come together, talking of plasma, werewolves, birds, golems and comics to illustrate her thoughts (and so many more). I am going to the library and finding her other collections.
Stopping many times throughout to sit.
To reflect. To write my own thoughts in verse.
My first Atwood, this is long overdue and I cannot wait to read her long list of novels, short stories and poems. I read a few of her poems in high school, and I have always felt a kinship for her as she was born in the city I was born in and lives near where I moved as an adult. She's Canadian. She treaded a similar path, sixty years earlier than I. She makes connections and ideas and metaphors all come together, talking of plasma, werewolves, birds, golems and comics to illustrate her thoughts (and so many more). I am going to the library and finding her other collections.