I found this book technically challenging. There is no plot, as such, just vignettes, poems, short stories that sometimes relate to each other, and sometimes don’t. They jump about in time so some are historic and some contemporary. It’s obviously an experimental piece of writing, but it didn’t move me as it has moved other readers. I can certainly acknowledge the skill and emotion behind the writing, but having finished it a few weeks before writing this review, I am hard pressed to remember any of it. Perhaps a middle aged, white woman is not the target audience?