Most days I wish I was a British pound coin instead of an African girl. Everyone would be pleased to see me coming….
So begins Chris Cleave‘s compelling novel, Little Bee, told in the alternating voices of a Nigerian girl and a British woman whose lives are inextricably woven.
In the way that Toni Morrison made American slavery palpable and personal in Beloved, Chris Cleave personalizes UK immigrant detention and the cruel indifference of greed in this beautifully written page turner, rich in language and nuance.
Read the first page and you’ll be hooked to its satisfying conclusion.
Praying mantis! And so well camouflaged in salvia!
Those were my first thoughts.
The WP photo prompt this week is fleeting…like beauty…life…thoughts…experience…
and though I chose not to publish these photos previously because they disturb me and I didn’t want to disturb you,
they perfectly illustrate fleeting as they catch the ephemeral beauty of nature
and how living requires eating so these photos also illustrate how fleeting life is.
The honey bee is caught,
and further savored…
and I had to walk away from breathtaking wonder that shifted in a moment to revulsion though I recognize that the bee is the mantis and we are each both bee and mantis, and our moments as fleeting.