Wednesday, 1 June 2016

"I Live Under a Black Sun," by Edith Sitwell

Novel, 1937

Based on the lives and loves of Jonathan Swift, who is here painted as an arrogant consumer of the lives of the two women who love and who almost literally, bodily nourish him. While the novel occasionally judders along, and while it sometimes feels as if the reader is expected to know more about Swift than the layman might, this is a compelling tragedy, with some poetic description which is staggering in its beauty and evocation. A bit a mixed bag, overall, but largely effective in holding the reader's attentions and sympathies.

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