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I read this book for the reading group I've just joined. It definitely didn't look like the kind of novel I'd enjoy but I read it and I was surprised how much I enjoyed it. From the blurb on the cover you can't learn much. It says: This story of Katherine Lind and Robin Fennel, of winter and summer, of war and peace, of exile and holidays. And that exactly what you get: the story of one winter day during which Katherine Lind reminiscences about the summer she spent with the Fennel family. Lots in this book is unfinished and only half said. We never learn about Katherine's family nor her l
In response to the calls on the Tentative Suggestion thread for some new poetry discussion (and let me again invite those who didn't participate in some of the old discussions to add their thoughts and revive them) here is something new to mull over. I'm quite a fan of Philip Larkin, who is, in so many ways, a truly English poet. His work is full of the gloriously trivial, the day-to-day detritus of life, yet spun through all of that are profound reflections on the nature of existence. His subject matter is frequently the last material you would expect to draw poetic attention and yet in