'Leaving this place which is our home feels like a strange kind of destruction to me'.
When Clover Stroud is faced with packing up her house and family, in order to join her husband in America, she is torn. Confused as to why she feels so aggrieved, Stroud explores what it means to inhabit a place, and how her relationship with home had become utterly entangled with her sense of being, 'I am certain the Ridgeway holds vibrations of my soul that I've not experienced in other places, and so it knows things about me, and is sympathetic even, to who I am'. Through probing how this sense of place resonates with her sense of self: mother, wife, bereaved, she is finally able to enunciate her reticence and move forward.
'The Giant on the Skyline' is labeled as a memoir but its prosaic, lyrical style, underscored with profound introspection and search for understanding, presents as something bigger. In some ways, for me, it reads almost like a fable. Her ability to weave together historical facts, personal memories, vignettes of daily mundanity, and mystical realism, results in a heartfelt story that can resonate at countless points for many.
'Look up, and the night sky is unchanged...the stars and the night you see now are the same as they have ever been...and so the ancient lives on with us in the present'.