another memoir whose portrait of death celebrates life. there is a magical feeling of movement through time & space, from the parent’s house in New York to her father’s doctor’s office, to the main character’s flashbacks to her husband in Florida, to the grave family meeting she attends to discuss the imminence of her father’s [...]
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places left unfinished
Posted in Places Left Unfinished, character, chronology, flashback, setting, voice, tagged ancestry, awesome, biculturality, border, complex, craft, dark, exile, family, flow, fluidity, history, intuition, John Phillip Santos, language, malachite, memoir, mysticism, novel, Places Left Unfinished at the Time of Creation, precision, process, santos, spanish, spirituality, the bomb, timing, translate, translation, wood on February 11, 2008 | 2 Comments »
it’s obvious that Santos is a poet. his use of repetition (“have all the Santos died?”), his precision, & timing make all the stories within this memoir intriguing & engaging. what i loved most about this book is the seamlessness between Santos’ family history & the story of his life. his craft is novel (no pun intended…or maybe [...]