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Not worth the effort unless you like abstract poetry
Reviewed in the United States on December 8, 2019
I liked the precursor Borne book, of which this is the followup. This book is unlike Borne in that there are no discernable characters and no plot. There is only mood and impressions and nonsense wordplay. A bird dribbles mud from all orifices, a rock is there but not there and doesn't seem to mind, but does mind, but not really, and you, no I, no you maybe but perhaps not, are the victim of an elaborate hoax that went wrong, no right, but then again the jib is set while parrots in their grim restraints cry foul, as if the future is the past or the other way around, and does gimble in the gribe. ... Sorry, that is how the book sounds to me, and I read the whole thing, hoping for a respite. But then what do I know?