Flowerville has written about the book in her usual brilliant fashion, so brilliant, in fact, that I’m left wishing she had written the book. Her blog post HERE
And a couple of citations from her thoughts:
this is not a memoir the book is prefaced. which implicates a ‘don’t fence me in’, it seems consequent that abbott writes another book about barbed wire. the book is of a different genre, a fraternal meditation, abbott called it, you’d like to call it the longlasting living question genre of books and the question that is living in this book is: Are we friends, my brother?
goodness is possible outside a religious framework. that feels like an immense discovery in the context of the religious constraints imposed. the breaking up of binary structures.
one can still be good for other reasons. any reasons. but that still one wants to be a better person than one is (239), all of this is ongoing and unfinished, immortal, maybe, too. immortal questions, immortal unfinished answers… who are you? who do you think you are. and who are you really. one doesn’t always get it right. mr abbott’s answer is here: That we are seldom at our best doesn’t invalidate our attempts to be whole. (255)
Besides languages and literatures, she’s a photographer. Her photogram, for instance, here on the cover of a beautiful little book:
Many thanks — for reading, for writing, for helping me see the book more clearly.