Tomorrow September 22nd, in 1499, Switzerland became an independent state. To celebrate that I thought a poem based in Switzerland would be nice… Enjoy!
Ripples appear here and there
….on otherwise placid water.
Earlier downpours have dissipated
….as the sun sinks
….brushing hues of yellow
….against deep greens
….and turning leaves.
Summer flowers offer
….their last brilliance of color
….while distant chiseled peaks
….turn gray in the dimming light.
An alpine day comes to a close.
Over a dock railing, I watch the minnows, thousands, swirl
themselves, each a minuscule muscle, but also, without the
way to create current, making of their unison (turning, re-
entering and exiting their own unison in unison) making of
visual current, one that cannot freight or sway by
minutest fractions the water’s downdrafts and upswirls, the
dockside cycles of finally-arriving boat-wakes, there where
they hit deeper resistance, water that seems to burst into
itself (it has those layers) a real current though mostly
invisible sending into the visible (minnows) arrowing
motion that forces change–
this is freedom. This is the force of faith. Nobody gets
what they want. Never again are you the same. The longing
is to be pure. What you get is to be changed. More and more by
each glistening minute, through which infinity threads itself,
also oblivion, of course, the aftershocks of something
at sea. Here, hands full of sand, letting it sift through
in the wind, I look in and say take this, this is
what I have saved, take this, hurry. And if I listen
now? Listen, I was not saying anything. It was only
something I did. I could not choose words. I am free to go.
I cannot of course come back. Not to this. Never.
It is a ghost posed on my lips. Here: never.
“Salvation and annihilation meet at one degree.One man’s dream of providing clean drinking water for millions, tapped from the polar ice, sparks a conflict of humanity, science, big business, and environmental extremism.But no one can foresee the true danger hidden deep within the ice – an enemy more deadly than any could imagine, and an apocalyptic horror mankind may not survive.”
I’m not entirely sure how this book came to be in reading stack, as I’ve not heard of this Author before now. This is a different type of book insomuch as it is not only fiction but includes a lot of aspects of real world concerns within its pages. If you like a book that will make you think and question things, then you might like to pick this up. This is also a debut novel for this Author.
As much as I liked this book, I felt I could not rate it any higher than I did due to a number of things, one of these being the vast number of characters that appear in it. Some just pop in then drop from sight; others are continued throughout the book. Because of this it is hard to identify one main protagonist as each of the cast has an important role to play in the telling of this story. Despite the difficulty in keeping track of this ‘cast of thousands’ if the reader manages to make it to the end their roles in what has been read before all comes together.
Another reason for the lower rating than it might have been given was all the extra details that the Author included in their novel. These had a tendency to really slow the storyline down, and in order to keep the book moving along I felt that the development of the character was given a very low priority. Combine these with too many clichés and some obvious, and not so obvious, research errors and what could have being an outstanding, well crafted and captivating thriller turned into just another, well just another book really. I felt with the use of a really good editor this book could have been so much more.
I am going to recommend this book purely because of the fact that it makes the reader think and reassess the world they live in.