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I Who Have Never Known Men
by Jacqueline Harpman
“I am the sterile offspring of a race about which I know nothing, not even whether it has become extinct. Perhaps, somewhere, humanity is flourishing under the stars, unaware that a daughter of its blood is ending her days in silence. There is nothing we can do about it.”
fascinating, gripping, puzzling. tranquil mediation on isolation, humanity, love, time, knowledge… i don’t even know how you could come up with a book like this. i want to read it again. i have never encountered a story so astoundingly calm and yet so emotional. the power of thought and the love between anthro and the child, the women and their lives. their desolated planet, the bunkers, the plains. i can’t believe this book exists and im so glad it does, conscious of its own absurdity and never heavy handed. i can’t describe how this book made me feel. hope is so intrinsic to it despite its seeming despair. overwhelmingly it is about human resilience and knowledge, the struggle against inertia. but the womens’ desire to settle is still understood. harpman strikes me as an author of unusually potent empathy. just a transcendent work. a love letter to humanity in its own way.
im stunned. i have nothing more to say, but i’m going to think about this book forever.
fascinating, gripping, puzzling. tranquil mediation on isolation, humanity, love, time, knowledge… i don’t even know how you could come up with a book like this. i want to read it again. i have never encountered a story so astoundingly calm and yet so emotional. the power of thought and the love between anthro and the child, the women and their lives. their desolated planet, the bunkers, the plains. i can’t believe this book exists and im so glad it does, conscious of its own absurdity and never heavy handed. i can’t describe how this book made me feel. hope is so intrinsic to it despite its seeming despair. overwhelmingly it is about human resilience and knowledge, the struggle against inertia. but the womens’ desire to settle is still understood. harpman strikes me as an author of unusually potent empathy. just a transcendent work. a love letter to humanity in its own way.
im stunned. i have nothing more to say, but i’m going to think about this book forever.