| A Bowl of Sour Cherries Contributor(s): Franklin, Yelena (Author) |
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ISBN: 1877727814 ISBN-13: 9781877727818 Publisher: White Pine Press (NY) OUR PRICE: $12.60 Product Type: Paperback Published: April 1998 Annotation: Pushing 40 and with an oversized load of responsibility, a Yugoslav-born American woman regrets having left her ailing father in a nursing home in the old country. When she returns to retrieve him, the country is in the midst of civil war. Bogged down in red tape, sad memories of the past override her ability to cope with the present, and she loses her sense and measure of who she is. |
| Additional Information |
| BISAC Categories: - Fiction | Literary |
| Dewey: FIC |
| LCCN: 98012696 |
| Series: New American Voices |
| Physical Information: 0.61" H x 6.04" W x 9.05" (0.79 lbs) 242 pages |
| Themes: - Cultural Region - Eastern Europe - Sex & Gender - Feminine |
| Descriptions, Reviews, Etc. |
| Publisher Description: Pushing 40 and facing an oversized load of responsibility, a clash of cultures finally causes a Yugoslav-born woman to allow her ailing father to leave her care and check himself into an old folks home in Yugoslavia, unaware that the mounting problems in her native country are heralding civil war. Quickly regretting this decision, she packs herself and her young son and goes to Yugoslavia to reclaim her father, her responsibility, her mooring. At the Trieste border, the gateway between the two worlds that have shaped her, she discovers she is as estranged from her homeland as she is from herself. Bit by bit, she unearths the past, examining the emotions and conflicts of her immediate family and the motley, indomitable nation she stubbornly loves. Memories connect her to the insane present of the land and people that are her source. Like her father, the country is disoriented and fading fast. Its spirit, like her mother, is dead. As she, her sister, and her countrymen and women contemplate their legacy in contentious confusion, all must choose between pain and cynicism. Strong enough to cope with the conflicting demands of modern womanhood, she is undone by the slow, maddening disintegration of the old, disillusioned, card-carrying builder of Yugoslav Socialism. As she watches him and everything he fought for crumble into dust, she loses her sense and measure of who she is. |