Crow – Ted Hughes

So, here we are: after many months of dipping in and out, of struggling and re-reading and feeling mystified, I have reached the end of Crow. I was absolutely determined to like it, and to begin with it was sheer bloody-mindedness that kept me going. But little by little, I did start to ‘get’ it and by the end, I was hugely enjoying it. Continue reading “Crow – Ted Hughes”