5 of 5 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars
Graceful and thought-provoking -- a Great Book!, Oct 14 2001
By Lori L. Lake - Published on Amazon.com
This review is from: The Earth House (Hardcover)
This book was enlightening and bittersweet. The story of the narrator trying to build a home with her partner Sylvia is deceptively complicated. The structure is elegant, the writing beautiful. It ends up being a meditation on life, death, grief, and compassion. Quietly, the story built in power. I loved this book and have read it twice since I first discovered it. It's a gem of a story, and I highly recommend it.
5 of 6 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars
One of the best books in the world, July 17 1997
By A Customer - Published on Amazon.com
This review is from: The Earth House (Hardcover)
The Earth House is Jeanne Duprau's account of her mid-life search for meaning, her attempt to build a house in the Sierra foothills, and the loss of her lover. It is simple, moving and uplifting, full of truth. The Earth House is a wonderful book.
I have sent and recommended The Earth House to numerous friends and relatives, all of whom loved it. I also had the opportunity to record a chapter of it for a friend who was blinded by AIDS. Like fine poetry, it was even better when spoken aloud; I was overwhelmed by the luminance and flow of its prose. Don't miss this book.
2 of 2 people found the following review helpful
5.0 out of 5 stars
Overlooked Classic, April 23 2005
By Guy M. Newland - Published on Amazon.com
This review is from: The Earth House (Paperback)
Saying what this book is "about" (building a house, losing a partner, practicing Zen) really misses the point.
One of us humans has looked into the Great Matter (life-death) and said something, as clearly as she can, from the heart. I can't say what is the "best" book in the world, as another reviewer has. I would say that this is a book that is, in a sense, perfect. Of course it can be embarrassing when someone opens like a clam and shows you their guts. The Library Journal reviewer had to avert her eyes.
I had the same thought as the reviewer who wonders: Why have I never heard of this? I found it only 13 years afer publication, and then only because I enjoyed the City of Ember and its sequel, and I was looking for something else by the author. This seems quite odd. My hypothesis is that this book somehow has fallen between the cracks. Should we catalog and market it a grief memoir, like C.S. Lewis' A Grief Observed? Or is it more like Joko Beck's American Zen talks? Or is it work that belongs in the lesbian-feminist section of the store, simply because it involes a same-sex relationship? Is it like Gary Snyder (who figures indirectly as a minor character)? Is it like Thich Nhat Hanh? Shut up.
I write this as it snows here in April, tears streaming down my face.