Owls Do Cry by Janet Frame

In the tip, the siblings Francie, Toby, Daphne and Chicks meet again in death and madness and dark moments, and talk to one another and search for treasure. Sometimes the tip is smoothed over – Chicks as an adult will have her house built upon it – but Daphne is always there, ‘in the dead room’, with her shaved head, waiting to be made better and returned to the nightmare of the woollen mill. In the place on the hill the patients’ handwork reminds Daphne of the woollen mill; she screams ‘to see the mounds of wool and the dazed people picking threads, like red and yellow worms, and sewing, and digging needles in canvas, embroidering a rose, because there seemed a rule, everywhere, that roses do not grow in gardens any more but upon tablecloths and cushions and fire screens and hearth rugs…’

And Janet Frame, she is gone, but she pierced the world with her eyes and her senses and we’ll always have the treasure, like this, her first novel, sitting among the best modern novels, so sharp and vivid a voice, so sure so early on, despite the hurt and horror of what she had already been through; a writer and a poet waiting always inside her (and here now) in the place of treasures and darkness, with her own sense of punctuating space, her own way of seeing how the world is like the body and how the body contains a torrent of images and worlds of associated sensations, like ‘crumbling farmhouses, eyeless, with their door open upon a yellow blotched throat of corridor lined with chains of decayed rosebuds and lilies’. Always decay, for someone who had faced so much of it, and death. But a ‘buoyancy of creativity and brightness’ there too, as Margaret Drabble suggests in her introduction. At the end, you are lying down, there is weight on your chest, but your mind is lit up.


Angela Meyer is the author of Captives and editor of The Great Unknown. Meyer cites Frame as an influence on her own writing; she has previously reviewed Frame’s work in the Australian and on her blog, LiteraryMinded.

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Owls Do Cry: Text Classics

Owls Do Cry: Text Classics

Janet Frame, Margaret Drabble

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