2 posts tagged “the grass is singing”

The Grass is Singing animated the evening beautifully and we find ourselves richer after reading it. 

Sometimes one reads a book that rests in the foremost place of one's mind long after the book has been finished, this is the case of The Grass is Singing. 

I could write about it, however I shall leave that for Nicole who must win the prize for being the most enthralling chatterbox of the evening!   Maybe Alain and Marie Christine would like to chip in with their reviews, too!

I learned last night that the title was taken from written by T S Elliot called The Waste Land
Here modern life is portrayed as a land of desert and rocks, lacking water upon which life depends.
The singing grasses is a result of the noise of the cicadas. They only make this noise when it is dry or hot, exactly the weather Mary hates.

The Waste Land

alas no grass

In this decayed hole among the mountains
In the faint moonlight, the grass is singing
Over the tumbled graves, about the chapel
There is the empty chapel, only the winds home.
It has no windows, and the door swings,
Dry bones can harm no one.
Only a cock stood on the rooftree
Co co rico, co co rico
In a flash of lightening. Then a damp gust
Bringing rain

Ganga was sunken, and the limp leaves
Waited for rain, while the black clouds
Gathered far distant, over Himavant.
The jungle crouched, humped in silence.
Then spoke the thunder

T. S. Elliot

The chosen book is The Grass is Singing.  You all have ample time to go at a buy it now (no taking notes at the last

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 minute notes from the internet..tut tut).

 The Christmas break should give us all time to read and maybe pass your copy to someone esle in the group.

Normally we should get together the last Friday in January to have a general chit chat about this author and her work.

 I will be ordering a copy of this book for myself tomorrow book, also one for Marie-Christine and Nicole via Amazon UK, if anyone else wants me to order for them, hurry up to let me know....