Like Barley Bending by Sara Teasdale

Like barley bending In low fields by the sea, Singing in hard wind Ceaselessly; Like barley bending And rising again, So would I, unbroken, Rise from pain; So would I softly, Day long, night long, Change my sorrow Into song. Sara Teasdale (1884-1933) Sara Teasdale was an American poet from the turn of the last... Continue Reading →

A Confederacy of Dunces, by John Kennedy Toole

Well this book certainly didn’t deliver the belly laughs that so many reviews over-confidently promised. There was certainly a snicker or two to be had, but the overall humour just seemed too weakly American for me. Be that as it may, Ignatius Reilly is undeniably a brilliant character. Think the wit and intelligence of Martin... Continue Reading →

Ironweed, by William Kennedy

“My guilt is all I have left. If I lose it, I have stood for nothing, done nothing.” I had an English teacher once who told me quite emphatically that you can’t open an essay or review with a quote. Well, he was obviously wrong, and I choose to ignore him. Kennedy’s novel is a... Continue Reading →

The Road by Cormac McCarthy

I'm not a big fan of fiction in general, nor do I readily jump on the bandwagon, so it was a little out of character for me to read The Road by Cormac McCarthy. I wasn't disappointed. It was engaging from the first line to the last and kept me hooked on every page. The... Continue Reading →

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