"Novelists thrive on the gaps in a story, the murky places that only imagination can illuminate." (...taken from Jill Dawson's website). - Before reading this novel I wasn't aware of Rupert Brooke's life - all I knew was the intensely moving war poems I'd studied at school and the fact that he died early of septicaemia, which seemed an anti-climax for a heroic and patriotic war poet! - I'm therefore extremely grateful for Jill Dawson's imaginative depiction of the 'real' Brooke.
What I enjoyed most about this novel was the idealism captured by Dawson's engaging and poetic prose, which really brought the spirit of the time just before the Great War alive for me. - The way she blended real phrases and snippets of genuine letters, conversations and feelings into her fiction was a powerful way to give voice to her main characters. It was an unreal time, when those of Brooke's set were able to delay the growing up process and remain perpetually innocent, while at the same time, and perhaps paradoxically, experimenting with the definitions of acceptability. It was a unique period of history and powerfully evoked by Dawson.
Nell, the counterpoint in the novel, was absolutely delightful bringing balance and making the political backdrop of the suffragist movement, early socialism and the Fabian society more three dimensional and clearly rooted in the time. The symbolism of Nell with the bees was all-pervading within the novel clearly denoting the layers of society and expected behavioural morals of the time - 'Bees have morals! They're loyal. They're devoted to their queen and they work so hard! There's no shame in service...Bees live only to serve!' - the fact that they embodied part of the sensual core of the novel was a clever device - the sexual energy almost fizzed off the page because of it.
The only reason I didn't give this novel 5 stars is that I'm not sure I want Dawson's version of Brooke to be my version of Brooke - I'll be looking for a biography or two to flesh out a rounded picture of the man and the times.
Additionally, the scenes in Tahiti didn't convince me. Given that the novel begins with a fictional letter from Brooke's potentially illegitimate daughter with Taatamata, I was expecting a far more powerful sense of profound love and passion from the scenes in Tahiti. I wanted to be knocked off my feet by their love story, to feel that Brooke finally found what he was looking for. I wanted all the experimentation and sexual ambiguity of his youth to culminate in a one-time, all consuming 'I can now die happy' moment. - Perhaps that's the romantic in me and is an unreasonable demand. BUT - I was deeply affected by the fact that Brooke died so young, that a major talent was lost too soon and for some reason if I was convinced that he'd found what he wanted in Tahiti it might have made his premature death more bearable.
Despite the Tahitian disappointment - I thought, overall, this book was absolutely fantastic and I will now be going out to buy more of Jill Dawson's novels. Her amazingly poetic and engaging writing style is, by far, the best I've read in a very long time!