Prodigal Summer - Barbara Kingsolver
Barbara Kingsolver
{ A Novel }
Prodigal Summer
—for Steven, Camille, and Lily,
and for wildness, where it lives
Prothalamium
Come, all you who are not satisfied as ruler in a lone, wallpapered room full of mute birds, and flowers that falsely bloom, and closets choked with dreams that long ago died!
Come, let us sweep the old streets—like a bride: sweep out dead leaves with a relentless broom; prepare for Spring, as though he were our groom for whose light footstep eagerly ...