Deborah Levy's Swimming Home is a tale of obsession, poetry, long-in-the-tooth love, & families, with just a dash of creepiness that sneaks up on you. Levy's quietly lyrical, dispassionate prose neatly captures all of the foibles of her very human characters. JRH, a highly regarded British poet, vacations with his family near Nice, along with two friends. An unexpected visitor is invited by his wife to stay in a spare room. His often absent war reporter spouse might have an ulterior motive here. The young woman is a would-be poet and completely unstable. It appears that her arrival is not an accident. I'm not sure about the ending, although it allows the understated prose to slowly build toward a climax. However, the postscript, in the voice of his daughter a decade later, is wonderful.
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Saturday, August 3, 2013
Deboarh Levy's Swimming Home
Deborah Levy's Swimming Home is a tale of obsession, poetry, long-in-the-tooth love, & families, with just a dash of creepiness that sneaks up on you. Levy's quietly lyrical, dispassionate prose neatly captures all of the foibles of her very human characters. JRH, a highly regarded British poet, vacations with his family near Nice, along with two friends. An unexpected visitor is invited by his wife to stay in a spare room. His often absent war reporter spouse might have an ulterior motive here. The young woman is a would-be poet and completely unstable. It appears that her arrival is not an accident. I'm not sure about the ending, although it allows the understated prose to slowly build toward a climax. However, the postscript, in the voice of his daughter a decade later, is wonderful.
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