![]() ![]() Here is the baby taking her first steps in the sunlight, “her long walk through her life.” The Nana who will not be fooled or shamed, or let you quit: “So go on, granddaughter,” she says. Underscoring and superseding all the griefs in Donal Ryan’s new novel, “The Queen of Dirt Island,” are joys of every kind. All the griefs: death (of someone who matters on the second page, suicide, the unavoidable losses of old age) children (the impossibility of protecting them fully, their growing up and leaving, and, also, those who fail to launch) rape psychological suffering (loneliness, loss from which one cannot recover, rages burning for years). ![]()
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