A review by lucyc3274
Nectar in a Sieve by Kamala Markandaya

the book is sad and the narrator a kind of doe-eyed pragmatist, and there’s a lot to be said about early neocolonialism. but, you know. the title is from a poem written by a British romanticist, which kind of makes you think that Markandaya really drank the kool aid, in a way.