Falling out of time by David Grossman
Hebrew Fiction
Original title –נופל מחוץ לזמן
Translator Jessica Cohen
Source – Library
Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in heaven?I must be strong
And carry on,
‘Cause I know I don’t belong
Here in heaven.I was struck by this song the first time I heard it the same way I was with this book Eric clapton’s Tears in Heaven is also about the loss of a son
I’ve review a book by David Grossman before his wonderful book from a few years ago To the end of the land , which I really enjoyed so when I saw he had a new book out and it had made a few end of year lists including Boyd Tonkin (usually an early sign for the IFFP prize ) .I decide it was time to read a book by him again .Since I last reviewed him , he has been involved in protests about the further settlements in Israeli where he was actually beaten by the police .He lost his own son in 2008 how like most Israelis was serving his military service and was killed in the line of action at just 20 ! .Like the earlier book this one looks at the Grief ,but in a different way .
Woman :
The earth
Gaped open.
gulped us
and disgorged
Don’t go back
There , do not go ,
not even one step
out of the light
Man :
I could not , I dared not
look into your eye,
that eye of
madness ,
into your noneness
a the start when he mentions going home .
Falling into time is one of those books that is hard to pigeonhole in many ways as it is rather like a play with characters names and what they said , but then like a poem with rhyme and rhythm to the words spoke by each of the characters , then there is a story in their as well .The book follows a man and woman as the walk to the place where their son died , as they go along they gather up more people each telling of their own losses along the way almost like a chorus building a nation of stories of sons and children lost as the town they live in comes together in some sort of collective grief as the town all starts to walk along the man and woman .
Walkers :
But they are so
alive ! they flicker
with flash of smiles
with questioning and sorrow ,
as if those longing , desperate faces
wish to try out
every last expression
one more time,
to thereby taste
the potency
of plundered feelings ,
The collective walkers in the story talking as one about the dead .
Now I said hard to place this book the nearest two books to it I can think of are under Milkwood , which is shares a spoken feel to the words , this book is one that probably work best if read a loud to get the full power of Grossman’s prose .The other book I was reminded of was Mr Darwin’s garden that came out a couple of years ago from Peirene press anoother book of voices again set in a small town like this book and like this it also built as the book went along .But unlike them there is little about the place they are in or where they are this is a book about grieving for a son a daughter a bother husband wife etc .Another feeling is almost the words go back to be almost like the words we all know from prayers or bibles with a feeling of repetition to hammer the words and their meaning home to use as the reader .Heartfelt is what I came away with from the book a real feel of a writer pouring out on the page what he must have felt be feeling since the loss of his own son .But what he has also done with the lack of place and time has turned the grieving into universal grieving so the parents could even be Arab ! .
have you a favourite read about Grief and Death ?