Portrait of the Mother as a Young Woman, is simple in concept, being an account of a young woman's walk to church from her home in a guest room of an old-people's home in Rome (which is run by Protestant nuns). The year is 1943, and the young woman is German, her husband a young ordinand who despite an earlier injury to his leg, has been sent to support the German army in their campaign in Tunisia.
The woman is heavily pregnant with only a month to go before the baby is due, and as she walks through the city we read of her thoughts on love, war and the German cause, while she also notices the beautiful surroundings as she passes the landmarks of Rome - which Delius describes in such detail that it is tempting to get on a plane and fly out to see them for yourself.
The novel consists of a single sentence extended over its 117 pages. But this does not make the book difficult to read because the text is broken up into paragraphs, and the technique preserves the flow of the woman's thoughts over the hour of her walk.
Delius captures the naivety of a young woman brought up under the Nazi regime. She finds it hard to accept that Germany is no longer sweeping to victory. Stalingrad has passed, as has Alamein, and the thought is beginning to dawn on her that ultimate victory is no longer assured.
At first glance, the novel feels like a simple read, but it has many subtleties which tackle the dilemma of how "ordinary" Germans could support such a disastrous regime. Delius has captured the woman's confusion in trying to integrate two competing philosophies in her mind. On the one hand she is typically patriotic,with even the thought of German defeat seeming like a vile heresy that cannot be uttered. But she also has a strong, if naive, Christian faith, but this seems to be mixed up with powerful nationalistic feelings, no doubt instilled in her while she was in the League of German Maidens.
This is a snapshot of a single day but Delius shows terrible storm-clouds gathering over the beauty of Rome with the approaching thunder almost drowning out the magnificent music in the church. From this description of a single day, we can tell what the end will be, and it will not be good.