Anne Michaels writes as we remember - in staccato "memory bites" that we retrospectively try to form into a coherent life.
This books is brilliant but hard to gain coherence without hopping around the vignettes and going back to re-read earlier chapters. But it is well worth the effort.
She revisits the themes of her earlier stories – Fugitive Pieces very much in mind - history, memory, the effects of trauma and grief over long periods, and the power of love to heal even the most grievous pain. She also continues to draw on the techniques of poetry and the lyrical novel. The writing is always deeply reflective, personal, hypersensitive to time and place and profoundly interior. It reads like an extended poem, and memories of it still stick in my mind.
Not for those who just dip into a book - very much for the contemplative reader. If you read the Marginalian column, this will be very much up your street.