1953
Author: Page, Geoff
ISBN: 9780702249525
Publisher: University of Queensland Press
Year First Published: 2013
Pages: 120
Dimensions: 198mm x 130mm x 10mm
Format: Paperback / softback
Description
Suspenseful, vital and exquisitely observed, this unique horizontal narrative is a richly textured portrait of an afternoon in an Australian town in 1953. 'Geoff Page pulls the reader in to his small-town world like no other Australian writer. Through characters of apparently limited hope, and with a limited place in the world, he creates a panorama of life that is vivid, truthful, and heartbreaking. One of the many deep satisfactions of 1953 is the way that moment in time sixty years ago remains true to how life was then, in the Australian rural heartland post-war, yet is told with a truth that would have been unimaginable to express at the time.' Roger McDonald 'A masterwork - think of Winesburg, Ohio, think of Our Town - Geoff Page has written a remarkable verse narrative - I found it so vivid it stopped me now and then, stopped me in my tracks.' Frank Moorhouse
ISBN: 9780702249525
Publisher: University of Queensland Press
Year First Published: 2013
Pages: 120
Dimensions: 198mm x 130mm x 10mm
Format: Paperback / softback
Description
Suspenseful, vital and exquisitely observed, this unique horizontal narrative is a richly textured portrait of an afternoon in an Australian town in 1953. 'Geoff Page pulls the reader in to his small-town world like no other Australian writer. Through characters of apparently limited hope, and with a limited place in the world, he creates a panorama of life that is vivid, truthful, and heartbreaking. One of the many deep satisfactions of 1953 is the way that moment in time sixty years ago remains true to how life was then, in the Australian rural heartland post-war, yet is told with a truth that would have been unimaginable to express at the time.' Roger McDonald 'A masterwork - think of Winesburg, Ohio, think of Our Town - Geoff Page has written a remarkable verse narrative - I found it so vivid it stopped me now and then, stopped me in my tracks.' Frank Moorhouse
