Thursday, January 28, 2021
...a quiet, profound meditation on loss, memory, and grief.
In this haunting book Vancouver writer Kim Trainor juxtaposes the death of an Iron Age Horse woman with the death of a former lover from suicide. Written like an archeologist’s notebook, the book begins with a description of the excavation of the horse woman, called Ledi by the Russian archeologists who unearthed her. Preserved intact in the Siberian Steppes for thousands of years, Ledi (marked by fantastic tattoos and surrounded by grave goods) begins to “decay the moment her skin c[omes] into contact with human hands and sunlight.” The writer is haunted by Ledi and begins to excavate her own memory of her former lover. Filled with spare yet evocative descriptions (“When Ledi died, her body was scoured of everything wet and soft, then replaced with earth and grasses”) the book is a quiet, profound meditation on loss, memory, and grief (Submitted by Jennifer).