Yes, the new Shepard book is quite good, he has refined the writing
or his poor health has done it for him.
No more time to diddle around.
He’s more like Issa here.
He goes back and forth in almost a dreamscape between himself (the injured)
and watching himself from a short distance
plus it seems memory of an earlier life and love
and her awful sickness and early death.
The ending is strong and clear-sighted and tragic.
He ends with his dignity.
I was in two fine bookshops yesterday, neither had the book,
but perhaps both shops have already sold out.
Knopf 2017
prose
