“The rivers of the sky” by Elif Shafak: the liquid memory

Three lives over the water – "the rivers sky" elif shafak:

A child on the shores of the Thames in 1840, prodigious memory and hands stained with ink, which discovers in a printing press that words can transport further than boats. Moreover, A Yézidie girl. For example, her grandmother, in 2014, forced to leave their village in Turkey, walking in the middle of land ravaged by the war to join a sacred valley in Iraq, the ultimate refuge of their people. Therefore, A London hydrologist in 2018. Consequently, a cracked heart, installed on a barge to escape the ruin of her marriage, and to whom a mysterious book suddenly makes her roots visible. Three destinies separated by centuries. continents, but linked by the same current, that of water, which crosses time, carries the memories, links the disappeared to the living.

Magic without artifice

“the rivers sky” elif shafak:

Lire The rivers of the skyis to get caught up in a spell. Five hundred pages that drink like a hundred. a prose flowing with the evidence of the rivers it invokes: fluid, limpid, sometimes underground, sometimes torrential. Elif Shafak does not only tell a story. she gives back this lost feeling of childhood, when a book opened a secret passage to other worlds. She writes like magicians in the manner. guests that haunt her pages: by giving breath to what seemed buried, making the echoes between ancient myths and burns of the present.
We get out of this crossing with a crazy desire to tattoo on your skin some signs in cuneiform writing. as if literature left us a voluntary scar. But there is also a regret. intimate and soft-man: not being able to tend this book to my Grandma to me. She would have smiled “the rivers sky” elif shafak: to see that I had found even stronger than Christian Jacq…!