This had to be By Grand Central Station I sat down and wept by Elizabeth Smart. Image courtesy of Amazon
Back in 1994 I was living in South East London and undertaking an English Literature module at the Middlesex University. This was one of the standard set reads.
Maybe, I am a philistine, but I simply do not get the book. Another read on Amazon as I write this post, and I can see from the reviews that it is referred to as a “timeless classic”, and I still feel that I don’t understand the book.
Just to be fair to the author I am going to add this to my library list and have another read of it and see if anything clicks with me this time.
Fingers crossed! Has anyone else read it, and what were your views?