Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Whylah Falls

My reason for buying this book of poems by an Afro-Nova Scotian writer fifteen years ago is lost to me now. Probably a review I read in the Star Book Section, something the advent of a computer in my life caused me to cease reading on a regular basis.

A book of 200 pages has a 30-page introduction written by the author. Whylah Falls is a home lost in memory, a place that never existed but not unlike a home one can only return to in memory because the home remembered no longer exists in reality.

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