Your Blue Eyed Boy

The response to any creative work
is subjective
necessarily so
inevitably.
But for a novel to work successfully
for any one of us
we must identify
with the characters,
feel for them,
care about them,
at least for one of them.
Surely that is true.
I always believed it.
So Dunmore’s “Your Blue Eyed Boy”
is an anomaly.
I don’t like any
of the characters.
Don’t identify with them or with any part
of their lives.
Don’t aspire
to any of it,
never did.
So why do these people reach into the core
of my being,
speak to me
so strongly,
touch me so
deeply,
roll around my head like an ear worm.
I don’t understand it.
But they do.

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