This is probably going to be a pretty short review, because it’s hard to encapsulate the spare beauty of Kyo Maclear’s Birds Art Life Death (review copy from Harper 4th Estate). But the striking insightfulness of this memoir is utterly joyous.
Birds Art Life Death is a memoir about a year spent birdwatching, as Maclear learns about birds and birding from a musician. It follows the rhythm of the year, from chicks in spring to seasonal migrations. But Maclear’s genius is the way she draws out those moments of connection and deep insight from the smallest of incidents. This is a book packed full of those moments when one will want to pause and reflect on a particular insight. My Kindle copy is stuffed full of sentences I’ve highlighted for their power and insight. To an extent, birding feels almost irrelevant. One cannot but be left with the sense that Maclear would draw deep insight from almost any subject.
Let me be clear. This is not a book full of trite Hallmark Card-type aphorisms, or the kinds of phrases to be put across a photograph of a beach at sunset and shared onFacebook. There is a deep truthiness to Maclear’s work and Birds Art Life Death is all the more powerful for it.
Goodreads rating: 5*