A review by hermit_essa
Swamp Angel by George Bowering, Ethel Wilson

5.0

"A first meeting. A meeting in the desert, a meeting at sea, meeting in the city, meeting at night, meeting at a grave, meeting in the sunshine beside the forest, beside water. Human being meet, yet the meetings are not the same. Meeting partakes in its very essence not only of the persons but of the place of meeting. And that essence of place remains, and colors, faintly, the association, perhaps forever."

A fine novel. I'm ashamed that I had never heard of Ethel Wilson until someone sent me this book in a blind book exchange last year. It sat collecting dust on my bookshelf until, through some serendipity (and the praises of one Mr. Shawn Mooney), it floated back up into my awareness. I love it when you find the perfect book at the right time in your life. This novel is barely 200 pages but it speaks volumes about marriage, loss, transitions, the healing power of being true to oneself, nature as a spiritual force. I cannot sing its praises enough so I will conclude my review with another quotation, the one that best expresses my feeling for this novel: "No one can write about perfect love because it cannot be committed to words by those who know about it."