![]() ![]() ![]() However, for Dad, here it was, four or five days later when everyone except his two small boys had gone back home. Feathers and one shiny jet-black eye as big as my face, blinking slowly, in a leathery wrinkled socket, bulging out from a football-sized testicle. But now they had gone back to their own lives. Some of them, he had no idea who they were. ![]() People had been round to bring consolation and dishes of lasagne. I would permanently become this organiser, this list-making trader in clichés of gratitude, machine-like architect of routines for small children with no Mum. More importantly, he realised that his life had dramatically changed. Dad – we do not learn his name – is grieving, as his wife has just died. The story is told from three points of view. ![]() The title comes from Emily Dickinson, though for her it was hope, not grief.Īs the above shows this is a poetical novel. The crow image, of course, comes from Ted Hughes, who wrote his famous Crow: from the Life and Songs of the Crow after the death of Sylvia Plath. Grief can take many forms and a somewhat familiar if threatening giant crow is as good as any. Home » England » Max Porter » Grief is the Thing With Feathers Max Porter: Grief is the Thing With Feathers ![]()
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