Not exactly poetry, but then again, not exactly prose, Owl Moon falls into the unique category of writing without rhyme or meter, but which is still heavily rhythmic and imaginative. The story is that of a young girl and her father and a special trek they take through the forest. On special nights throughout the year – the nights of full moons – Pa walks quietly through the forest . The only noise he makes is the haunting call of the great owl. On some nights the owl replies, his eerie cry echoing across the forest. On other nights, he refuses to appear. Which will it be tonight?
Conclusion. A sweet story – the parent-child interaction makes it especially dear.
Review © 2014 Laura Verret