I can’t even describe how much I loved this book. It is one that I will be coming back to again and again. I already loved Mary Oliver’s poetry, but this book made me understand and connect with her work even more. The way she writes about M. is clearly so full of love that it makes my chest ache. I am just so emotional about this book, I can’t get my thoughts about it in order, so to sum it all up: Phenomenal, emotional, beautiful, life changing book; have tissues nearby.

This book made me start reading a horror book (The Haunting of Hill House), and cry about the connection between love and grief and ghosts and loneliness and belonging, which is all you need to know about how good it is. 

Update: I’ve now read this book 3 times in less than a year. I feel like Mark with his copy of The Haunting of Hill House.