Still Life with Woodpecker by Tom Robbins gave me both incredible happiness and intense confusion simultaneously. Needless to say, I liked it a lot.
I love love LOVE Robbins’ use of poetic, beautiful language and images. He describes the most simple picture in such a unique way that makes perfect sense. I’ve also noticed quite a lot of beautiful, heartwarming alliterations.
“It was autumn, the springtime of death. Rain spattered the rotting leaves, and a wild wind wailed. Death was singing in the shower. Death was happy to be alive. The fetus bailed out without a parachute. It landed in the sideline Astroturf, so upsetting the cheerleaders that for the remained of the afternoon their rahs were more like squeaks.”
What an INTERESTING way to describe a miscarriage! Death was happy to be… alive. So many moments like this that made me stop reading and literally smile. He also has a great way of being witty and, for lack of a better word, deep.
“I’ll follow him to the ends of the earth,’ she sobbed. Yes, darling. But the earth doesn’t have any ends. Columbus fixed that.”
Sorry for the overabundance of quotes, but there’s no better way for me to think of summing of this book aside from showing it off!
There are of course things I wish he cleared up or tied together for me. Like the golden ball and the constant mention of frogs. I’m sure there are underlying purposes of these symbols, and I need to talk to my friend who recommended this book so I can exercise my brain and clear up some of the confusion.
I’ll leave off with one last quote.
“Political activism is seductive because it seems to offer the possibility that one can improve society, make things better, without going through the personal ordeal of rearranging one’s perceptions and transforming one’s self.”