I picked up the wall (second hand, of course) knowing nothing about it, other than it featured a humanity-ending catastrophe and potato propagation. Which in hindsight is an accurate, if not underselling, summary. I’m finding my mind fixated on adaptation lately. The earth is heating, the oceans are rising, the rain is refusing to fall. My environmental preoccupations, which I’ve struggled to push to the back of my mind since first learning of the hole in the ozone layer as a child, are no longer […]
An ecofeminist tale of endings, beginnings, and inescapable duty.
The Wall by Marlen Haushofer