![]() There are also glorious sparks of humour throughout the sound of laughter breaks through the insurmountable pain. Full of angular wit and profound truths, Grief Is the Thing with Feathers is a startlingly original and haunting debut by a significant new talent. Grief is the Thing with Feathers is a remarkable piece of literary fiction, made accessible by the purity of emotion which seeps through every page. Part novella, part polyphonic fable, part essay on grief, Max Porter’s extraordinary debut combines compassion and bravura style to dazzling effect. As weeks turn to months and the pain of loss lessens with the balm of memories, Crow’s efforts are rewarded and the little unit of three begins to recover: Dad resumes his book about the poet Ted Hughes the boys get on with it, grow up. This self-described “sentimental bird,” at once wild and tender, who “finds humans dull except in grief,” threatens to stay with the wounded family until they no longer need him. In this moment of violent despair they are visited by Crow-antagonist, trickster, goad, protector, therapist, and babysitter. ![]() The father imagines a future of well-meaning visitors and emptiness while the boys wander, savage and unsupervised. And there are his two sons, who, like him, struggle in their London flat to face the unbearable sadness that has engulfed them. Here he is, husband and father, scruffy romantic, a shambolic scholar-a man adrift in the wake of his wife’s sudden, accidental death. ![]()
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