Books
by Margaret Craven
I Heard the Owl Call my Name |
When white civilization and modern customs intervene in the remote villages of the proud, Pacific Northwest Indians, the disorientation they experience is visible in their facial expression: Mark, a young white vicar, sent to live among the Canadian Kwakiutl, sees the depth of sadness in their eyes and learns to understand its deep causes. This simple and moving tale may be predictable but its beauty is compelling. (Pamela Jaunin - bwl 26 October 2004) |
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