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First Novel
Tiny Sunbirds Far Away,
Christie Watson
'Everything changed after Mama found Father lying on top
of another woman.'
Blessing and her brother Ezikiel adore their
larger-than-life father, their glamorous mother and
their comfortable life in Lagos. But all that changes
when their father leaves them for another woman.
Their mother is fired from her job at the Royal Imperial
Hotel - only married women can work there - and soon
they have to quit their air-conditioned apartment to go
and live with their grandparents in a compound in the
Niger Delta. Adapting to life with a poor countryside
family is a shock beyond measure after their privileged
upbringing in Lagos.
Told in Blessing's own beguiling voice, Tiny Sunbirds Far Away
shows how some families can survive almost anything. At
times hilarious, always poignant, occasionally tragic,
it is peopled with characters you will never forget.
Biography
Now All Roads Lead To
France,
Matthew Hollis
Edward Thomas was perhaps the most beguiling and
influential of First World War poets. Now All Roads
Lead to France is an account of his final
five years, centred on his extraordinary friendship with
Robert Frost and Thomas's fatal decision to fight in the
war.
The book also evokes an astonishingly creative moment in
English literature, when London was a battleground for
new, ambitious kinds of writing. A generation that
included W. B. Yeats, Ezra Pound, Robert Frost and
Rupert Brooke were 'making it new' - vehemently and
pugnaciously.
These larger-than-life characters surround a central
figure, tormented by his work and his marriage. But as
his friendship with Frost blossomed, Thomas wrote poem
after poem, and his emotional affliction began to
lift. In 1914 the two friends formed the ideas that
would produce some of the most remarkable verse of
the twentieth century. But the War put an ocean
between them: Frost returned to the safety of New
England while Thomas stayed to fight for the Old.
It is these roads taken - and those not taken -
that are at the heart of this remarkable book,
which culminates in Thomas's tragic death on Easter
Monday 1917.
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Novel
Pure,
Andrew Miller
A year of bones, of grave-dirt, relentless work. Of
mummified corpses and chanting priests.
A year of rape, suicide, sudden death. Of friendship
too. Of desire. Of love...
A year unlike any other he has lived.
Deep in the heart of Paris, its oldest cemetery is, by
1785, overflowing, tainting the very breath of those who
live nearby. Into their midst comes Jean-Baptiste
Baratte, a young, provincial engineer charged by the
king with demolishing it.
At first Baratte sees this as a chance to clear the
burden of history, a fitting task for a modern man of
reason. But before long, he begins to suspect that the
destruction of the cemetery might be a prelude to his
own.
Children's Book
Blood Red Road,
Moira Young
Saba’s twin is golden. She is his living shadow. He is
strong and beautiful. She is scrawny and dark. But
nothing will separate them…
Raised in isolated Silverlake, Saba is ignorant of the
violent and dangerous world beyond, where life is cheap
and survival is hard. But when her twin brother is
snatched by mysterious black-robed riders, she sets out
on an epic quest to rescue him. How will Saba find him
in a wild, scorching and lawless land? Every step of her
journey sizzles with danger in this addictive futuristic
thriller, which beats with a powerful, red-blooded
heart.
Poetry
The Bees,
Carol Ann Duffy
The Bees is Carol Ann Duffy’s first collection of
new poems as Poet Laureate, and the much-anticipated
successor to the T. S. Eliot Prize-winning Rapture.
After the intimate focus of the earlier book, The
Bees finds Duffy using her full poetic range:
there are drinking songs, love poems, poems to the
weather, poems of political anger; her celebrated ‘Last
Post’ (written for the last surviving soldiers to fight
in the First World War) showed that powerful public
poetry still has a central place in our culture. There
are elegies, too, for beloved friends, and – most
movingly – the poet’s own mother. As Duffy’s voice rises
in this collection, her music intensifies, and every
poem patterns itself into song.
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