This is a quiet, ethereal little book written as a novel, but by a poet. And like a lot of novels written by poets, impression, effect, language, atmosphere, are privileged over plot. So at just over 100 pages (maybe less if I can remember which exact page it started on), this book is small in stature and impression. I think this book would have been a love it or leave it kind of thing, love it or hate it, but the story is so in […]