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A review by jesshindes
A Ghost In The Throat by Doireann Ní Ghríofa
emotional
hopeful
inspiring
reflective
slow-paced
4.5
'A Ghost in the Throat' isn't a novel but a piece of creative non-fiction: I'd probably call it a memoir, although it is also (and is also about) an act of biography. This question of form or genre is something that the book repeatedly reverts to: 'this is a female text'. The phrase runs through the whole book like a refrain. Female texts might be bodies, clothes, wounds. The question of how women inscribe themselves on history is central.
The narrator - a version of the author, Doireann Ni Ghriofa - is a young mother, raising three babies, then a fourth. She is fascinated by an 18th-century Irish poem, Caoineadh Airt Uí Laoghaire, a lament written by Eibhlín Dubh Ní Chonaill after her husband was murdered. The book recounts Ni Ghriofa's relationship with the poem and its author, which is lived alongside and against the repetitive actions and rhythms of caring for her young children: cleaning the house, running the washing machine, feeding the babies. Breastfeeding in particular is another recurrent melody in the music of the book (and it is musical, beautifully written - you can tell that Ni Ghriofa is a poet): the narrator uses it to explore her own impulse toward self-sacrifice.
I really enjoyed this. There's a freedom about its unorthodox form: Ni Ghriofa can move forward through parallels and images without the constraints of traditional plot, although there is certainly an impulsive force that carries the book along. There's also something really effective about how all the sensations of Ni Ghriofa's everyday sit against the historical content of the book. Ni Ghriofa is very interested in the sensory experiences of Eibhlín Dubh's life (sharing a womb with her twin, birthing children, a startling moment in the poem where she drinks her dead husband's blood), and focusing on her own body proves a persuasive way of fleshing out the architectural and archival traces of the past. I also liked that 'A Ghost in the Throat' was so concerned with family life. At first I wondered why this particular poem - which is largely a love poem about a romantic relationship - was Ni Ghriofa's chosen vehicle for exploring her experiences, which felt much more focused on her children - but as the book continues Ni Ghriofa's husband emerges into more centrality and the ending in particular I think does a lot to enrich and complicate some of the issues that Ni Ghriofa has been exploring, and to show how their partnership underpins their family life.
I will also say that reading this book made me realise how much I read aloud in my head to myself, and that when I hit a word I can't pronounce (i.e. most of Irish Gaelic, although I was trying to look things up all the time) my brain just goes "???" instead. But that is VERY much a me problem. In general this was a really likable, thought-provoking book.
The narrator - a version of the author, Doireann Ni Ghriofa - is a young mother, raising three babies, then a fourth. She is fascinated by an 18th-century Irish poem, Caoineadh Airt Uí Laoghaire, a lament written by Eibhlín Dubh Ní Chonaill after her husband was murdered. The book recounts Ni Ghriofa's relationship with the poem and its author, which is lived alongside and against the repetitive actions and rhythms of caring for her young children: cleaning the house, running the washing machine, feeding the babies. Breastfeeding in particular is another recurrent melody in the music of the book (and it is musical, beautifully written - you can tell that Ni Ghriofa is a poet): the narrator uses it to explore her own impulse toward self-sacrifice.
I really enjoyed this. There's a freedom about its unorthodox form: Ni Ghriofa can move forward through parallels and images without the constraints of traditional plot, although there is certainly an impulsive force that carries the book along. There's also something really effective about how all the sensations of Ni Ghriofa's everyday sit against the historical content of the book. Ni Ghriofa is very interested in the sensory experiences of Eibhlín Dubh's life (sharing a womb with her twin, birthing children, a startling moment in the poem where she drinks her dead husband's blood), and focusing on her own body proves a persuasive way of fleshing out the architectural and archival traces of the past. I also liked that 'A Ghost in the Throat' was so concerned with family life. At first I wondered why this particular poem - which is largely a love poem about a romantic relationship - was Ni Ghriofa's chosen vehicle for exploring her experiences, which felt much more focused on her children - but as the book continues Ni Ghriofa's husband emerges into more centrality and the ending in particular I think does a lot to enrich and complicate some of the issues that Ni Ghriofa has been exploring, and to show how their partnership underpins their family life.
I will also say that reading this book made me realise how much I read aloud in my head to myself, and that when I hit a word I can't pronounce (i.e. most of Irish Gaelic, although I was trying to look things up all the time) my brain just goes "???" instead. But that is VERY much a me problem. In general this was a really likable, thought-provoking book.
Content Warnings
Graphic: Death
Moderate: Murder
Minor: Cancer