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Grief is the Thing with Feathers Board book – September 17, 2015
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About the Author
Max Porter works in publishing. He lives in South London with his wife and children. Grief is the Thing with Feathers is his first book.
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The crow is the symbol of grief, who sticks around in your conscious until you are ready to move on. This is a novel to absorb and take in. Only a novel this small can make one think so much about life and the afterlife, like this one did!
Check this one out, it's a good read to sit down with...you will finish this in an hour or two.
What you should know about this "novel." It's a small book, thin book. Large type. White space. Quiet.
A loosely narrative poem parading the most sumptuous language. But novels sell better than poems so it's a novel and says so on the cover in case you get confused.
The structure is novel, as in new, told by Boys, Dad and Crow. Boys sections feel honest. Small boys doing boy things, telling partial truths, and thinking about them later while not at all understanding the big picture of what's been lost, but somehow able to show us what's really going on with Dad.
Dad sections are sticky with fear and anxiety, which feels right, and creates questions and doubt to slog through like thick mud. It's easy to feel what he feels.
Crow sections illuminate like a candle in the night, ethereal and dark. Crow makes up words, is bossy and seems a bit artificial to me. Unless grief attends to each of us in a different form, and maybe that's the point.