• 2008-11-24

    reading and savoring 品书进行时

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    I've been reading on and off Native American writer Louise Erdrich's alluringly lyrical novel Four Souls.

    I admit it's not a fast read,  partly because the lyricism that abounds in the work takes time to savor and partly because the mysterious intrigues driving the plotline takes time to ascertain and add up. Very often I don't let books too obscure blunt and bruise my reading mood that has been acclimated to easy and fluid reading experience through years of reading easy-to-tackle works, but not this one. I actually savor the blunting and slowing down of my reading pace by this hard-to-penetrate book. Like strolling through secluded meadows to find clusters of rare beautiful wild flowers silently blossoming at every dim nook and cranny. It's worthwhile to slow down and enjoy the little surprises and the subtle beauty along the way. What's the hurry to get to your destination, and what's the point of getting to your destination anyway if all the joys are meant to be on the journey?

    I just find a beautiful flower on my way,  a few lines from chapter 3 of Erdrich's book about what are we all,

    "For what is a man, what are we all, but bits
    of time caught for a moment in a tangle of blood, bones, skin, and
    brain? She was time. Mauser was time. I am a sorry bit of time
    myself. We are time’s containers. Time pours into us and then
    pours out again. In between the two pourings we live our destiny
    ."

    Isn't it breathtakingly beautiful? And how brilliantly true indeed!

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