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This review is from: A Glastonbury Romance (Paperback)
Powys must be one of the strangest authors ever to have written in the English language. Like Dickens, he revels in character, but unlike Dickens, his baroque, time-slowed flights of literary fancy occasionaly take us into the thoughts of a passing insect or nearby tree — even into the ‘superhuman vibrations’ of ‘the soul of the great blazing sun’. But what is strangest of all is that this is not in any way affected. I’m convinced Powys did experienece the world in this way — everything connected, conscious and alive. As to what actually happens in the book, I can’t remember! But it’s far less important anyway than the strange intensity with which his characters live their everyday lives.