Original book title: Grief is the Thing with Feathers
Author: Max Porter
Publisher: Faber & Faber , 114 pages
Original language: English
Year of publication: 2016
I heard a lot of good things about this book and wanted to read it very badly. I’m not a big fan of poetry, but can enjoy one or two sometimes. Unfortunately, I couldn’t enjoy this one.
When the mother of the family dies, the man and his two sons are visited by a Crow who helps them deal with the grief. This is a book that mixes poetry, fable and essay.
This book is kind of a tribute to Ted Hughes poetry collection about the crow and I must have totally missed it, maybe because I don’t read much poetry or because I don’t know who Ted Hughes is.
I have no problem with Max Porter giving the sorrow a figure; it’s his writing that bothers me. I see what Porter tries to do and I understand somewhere that there is something incredibly beautiful in how he describes the grief process, but it just didn’t work for me. It was confusing and I had a hard time understanding all the metaphors.
I think you either like this book, or you do not like it. I did not like it.