A lyrical novel of star-crossed love and desire from the celebrated poet Cynthia Zarin.
But what I didn't know when I wrote these pages is that love is elastic, that every place one is is the center of the maze. Later, I would imagine a past rather than a future because I knew better that the boat is always just this instant setting out from the shore.
During a spring and summer of erotic intensity, Caroline speaks and writes both to herself and to her lover as a new relationship unfolds. Estate is a compressed tour de force that sweeps across space and time, from New Guinea to word games, Italian cinema, and communication theory. In thoughts, letters, and scribbled messages, Cynthia Zarin limns the exigencies of desire—and How can a person disappear in a hall of stories and reflections? Or not?
Cynthia Zarin is the author of five books of poetry, as well five books for children and a collection of essays. She teaches at Yale and lives in New York City.
Thank you Farrar, Straus and Giroux for a free e-arc of Estate by Cynthia Zarin. This review is written voluntarily.
This is my first ARC from Farrar, Straus and Giroux and I went crazy with delight when I see the novel on my dashboard. The synopsis is very interesting, and I was eager to read the story of a woman with a lover who has more lovers. After all, everybody loves a complicated relationship if they are not in that relationship.
This is a letter Caroline writes to Lorenzo, her lover. Lorenzo has many lovers, many women around him and it is like he thinks so much of himself and that women cannot live without him. A walking red flag, a classic. But most of us has been there, crawling for someone emotionally unavailable. Caroline, a middle aged woman, is aware of the nature of their relationship yet she is still with him. And in this letter, she writes Lorenzo about her past, her emotions, and some fragments.
There is no break in the letter, and it is difficult to read a novel with 144 pages without any breaks. The other difficulty in reading was Caroline writes the letter as if she writes her journal and jumps from one memory to another news piece or an emotion. Time and space is flexible, and this novel is more like a prose poetry than a traditional novel. In the spirit, Estate was similar to The Unbearable Lightness of Being, I thought of Tomas as I read about Lorenzo. Also, the writing style reminded me of The Faster I Walk, The Smaller I Am by Kjersti Skomsvold, which gives hints of the main idea of the story in one sentence, and other parts feel like a diary of a unhinged character with no meaning. The breaks in the story is similar to A Sense of an Ending by Julian Barnes. Overall, I did like the story but it was difficult for me to read. This would be a great read for anyone who likes poems and The Unbearable Lightness of Being.
Thanks to Netgalley and FSG for the ebook. Caroline is thinking about Lorenzo a lot lately. She writes him, calls him, invents stories for him. The book’s language is so elastic and playful, but you never know just how much love she has for Lorenzo or how much is just a fun game to play.
Thank you very much to Farrar, Strauss and Giroux for this ARC!
Over circa 100 pages, the narrator, Caroline, writes a letter to her Italian lover, Lorenzo and reflects on their dynamic, her life, and the need to end their relationship.
The narrator writes about her life, about people she and her lover know, or know about, but their appearance is so cursory, it can be a bit hard to follow. Maybe that's the point though? She has known this man for 30 years, and perhaps wants to portray the idiosyncracy of their dynamic in the context of their individual lives? I did think trying to explore the extent to which we can know each other was a theme, the I versus the We in relationships. I got the sense that the narrator is lost in the dynamic, that she is so concerned with what he is thinking, his past, his feelings, but the writing and the narration felt (to me, too) personal for an external reader to understand or follow. There are also many, many, literary references throughout.
Though I love literary fiction, I don't feel I 'get' poetry a lot, and this walks the line between both (Zarin is also a poet), so this was probably always going to be a tougher read for me. But I recently had some big academic deadlines, and was just so intellectually drained thoughout. I lacked the patience to dive into something so contemplative, which really defined my experience of this.
But if you like work that bridges the gap between poetry and fiction, you may enjoy this, perhaps also if you feel a sense of heartbreak or rejection. This definitely fits the 'no plot, just vibes' category beautifully, but it may not be for everyone, so read a little excerpt beforehand.
“This morning you wrote that you were going out into the day but taking me with you. You like that image and often use it. It is not something I think about. When I’m on my own, I feel unaccompanied. And, it is irritating: if you'd like me to come with you, ask me. But that imaginary person is perhaps a better companion? Yesterday, I felt your eye on me while a student sat in my office weeping, and as I stretched I felt your hand run along my shoulder. You often keep still and move your thumb slowly on the small of my back” (p.20)
“In this landscape, the pond, the woods, the road into town, I see myself coming and going, a child in a blue bathing suit, a teenager, clawing at my hands. What am I holding and letting go of? As if my body were a map, fingers numb, the sheer inability to get from one place to another without getting stuck, the needle slipping and catching. The boat continually capsizing. As usual I get everything wrong” (p.78)
“As always, you say, hai troppe proposte—you have too many ideas—but we cannot be friends. Why, I ask. Because you are a protagonist in my life. Rome deserted, the Piazza Navona turned into a dog run, no one in the Forum but ghosts—Pom at ten in her blue coat running among the tombs. And now the phone rings; it is you, or it is not” (p.126)
This novella helped me realise that I value form and writing a lot more than the plot. Yes, it can be challenging to follow as the text doesn't have any breaks. But the stream of consciousness was done so beautifully and poetically, and I felt the despair of the character myself. However, I believe you need to be deeply heartbroken because of your love life to vibe with this novel. Personally, I couldn't relate to her experience. The idea of being in love with someone and constantly witnessing that person slip away is horrendous. It made me sad that relationships like this exist in real life, especially because the man in this novel is not worth it.
I was also surprised by the conclusion that the heroine makes later in the book regarding mental health. When you think about it, it makes a lot of sense, but was it truly so? I wish the heroine had a happier life.
Thanks to the author and the publisher, Farrar, Straus and Giroux, for an eARC. All opinions are my own.
Caroline leads us through a summer of torrid romance that speaks of languorous thoughts and sweltering feelings. Poetry is at its finest in this exploration of passions, confusion, wherewithal, and fortitude as our FMC goes back and forth with her decisions and choices. At it's peak, Estate is an exploration of humanity that is written really well. As most poetry is, it can be read in one sitting, but this one lingers long after for me, It can be ruminated on and viewed from different perspectives depending on what headspace one is in, reader. Thanks so much to the author and Farrar, Straus and Giroux for the eARC! All opinions are my own.
This didn't hit the mark for me in the way I thought it would. I found the writing to be too disjointed and the stream of consciousness jumped back and forth in time too much for me to piece together a timeline for Caroline and Lorenzo's relationship. Caroline felt as though she didn't have a lot of agency which made it hard to empathise with her and although the relationship with Lorenzo was clearly passionate at times there were also many times where it felt like they were just old friends with no romantic involvement.
Thanks to NetGalley and Farrar, Straus and Giroux for the ARC. All opinions are my own.
There was some beautiful writing in this, and it wove a delicate and intimate insight into a life. Buuuut, I really struggled through it. The style of writing with lots of interlinking vignettes and no chapters left me feeling a bit windswept and struggling to keep up a lot of the time.
I have got a lot on my mind at the moment so maybe not the best time for a structure like this, I’m sure it’ll be someone else’s favourite book, just not for me!
Gorgeous follow up to Inverno. Here we get a largely stream of consciousness novella about a woman reflecting on an unfolding affair over the spring and summer against the backdrop of her ordinary life, and in an internal dialogue with her new lover and the stories they tell each other and how she tells the story of them and what they do as well. Quick read, but absolutely gorgeous. Pick it up when it comes out in November.
This was really playful and fun. Had plenty of quotes I would have loved to screenshot. Poetic writing covering the topics of love, affairs, desire in general, and desire to disappear. If you aren’t into poetry idk if you would enjoy. For me, I really enjoyed the writing style and the flow. As always, thank you Farrar, Straus, and Giroux for the earc.
Beautiful writing. Caroline wants Lorenzo. Lorenzo already has someone, or even two someones. So, Caroline directs her writing to Lorenzo and recounts her memories, her make-believes, her what could be. A lovely read for a day when you are in the mood to reminisce and reflect.
Thank you to Farrar, Straus and Giroux and NetGalley for the opportunity to read a copy.
The prose and sequencing are different from anything I've read, so it was a struggle to get through. But I do plan to revisit in the future to see how my overall reading experience and interpretation evolve.
thought this would be right up my alley with the comparison to annie ernaux but the structure was so hard to follow and i didn’t feel any emotions toward the characters