The Comfort of Crows by Margaret Renkl
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This one didnβt meet my high expectations. The essays feel too forced and contrived, like the author is trying too hard. Lots of handwringing. Her circle of concern is very very large. I donβt know how many essays reference the sad departure of her children from her once full home. I have no patience for mourning the loss of a child who has simply moved across town. If only. I read a half dozen of her short essays in the hot sun, wanting to be done with the book and move on to something more comforting. The essays went down easier out of doors, even if I donβt subscribe quite so much to her views.
You can’t come back to something that is gone. β Richard Powers, The Overstory
Sometimes the only cure for homesickness is to enlarge the definition of home.