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Helen Humphreys draws on history to delve into the lives torn asunder by the German attack of November 14, 1940. Harriet, a widow from World War I, is atop Coventry Cathedral, part of the nightly watch, when first the factories and then the church itself are set on fire. In the ensuing chaos she bonds with a young man, very much like the husband she lost, who relies on her to find the way back to his home where he left his mother. On their journey through a hell of burning shops and collapsed homes, Harriet awakens to emotions she had long put aside. At home, the youth's mother awaits his arrival and rethinks the life that has brought her to this city and her life raising her son alone. Ultimately, together these two women must face a world as immeasurably changed as their own selves.… (more)
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It's a simple story, but what makes it so remarkable is Humphreys's spare, understated, but beautiful and moving prose. She is able to convey perfectly an emotion or an insight without broad strokes, and her characters are all the more memorable for it.
This superb author writes of the visceral, astounding, tragic city under siege. As the Germans unrelentingly
This well researched book reminded me once again of knowledge gained from reading.
I did not know that the cathedral of Coventry was indeed the only cathedral destroyed in England during the war. Humphrey's used the actual descriptions of those who survived as the reference in telling the tale.
Helen Humphreys continues to be one of my favorite authors. I highly recommend this book.
This complicated relationship provides the basis of the core of the story. It’s a heartbreaking narrative highlighted by Humphreys lovely, spare prose.
”Outside the world blooms and fades, flaring bright and then subsiding. The ground trembles and the noise of the exploding bombs is deep and guttural, something felt as well as heard, something that resounds through Maeve’s body like a heartbeat. There is the cough of the ack-ack guns and the drone of the bombers. They’re flying so low over the city that when Maeve looks up she can actually see, in one bomber, the outline of the German pilot in the cockpit.” (Page 80)
I never cease to be amazed by the courage of the people of England during WWII and Humphreys does an outstanding job of portraying this. I was impressed when reading the acknowledgements to find that Humphreys’ ”descriptions of the burning city are based on the accounts of the citizens of Coventry, as well as on eyewitness accounts of the bombing of Baghdad.”But make no mistake, this is a heartbreaking devastating read and not for the faint-hearted. Even so, I very much recommend it.
On November 14, 1940 the city suffered from a massive
“Coventry” has four main characters. Hannah and Jeremy met on the roof of the cathedral on the night of November 14, 1940, both were fire wardens. Mauve, Jeremy’s mother, met Harriet September 20, 1914, the day Harriet’s husband, Owen, had shipped out to France in World War I. He was reported missing in action within two months and Hannah never recovered. Mauve was remembered by Hannah as another person who promised to return and didn’t. Because of colour blindness Jeremy is exempt from military duty so his life is on hold. The fourth is Coventry. Humphreys presents the city as a dying entity that is capsulized in the loss of its cathedral and of its people who flood out of the city to escape the bombs. The feelings of the city are expressed through the horror, fear and great sadness felt by Jeremy and Hannah, the noise of the bombs and the brightness of the fires. And the empty skyline where the cathedral spire was earlier in the evening.
Humphreys tells a huge story of grief and destruction in a novella. It is not rushed rather an occasion of a few hours feeling like forever. The mood is set by the noise, the night darkness and the light of a full moon, a bomber’s moon. And by an out of season swallow who dances above Saint Michael’s as if giving it a final salute.
The setting, characters, history, and mood are brought together by Humphreys in a book that will stay with you:
"When you read something you are stopped, the moment
is stayed, you can sometimes be there more fully than
you can in real life."*
Five Stars. Posted review.
* Harriet is watching the library burn and remembering the many, many hours she spent in it reading and researching.
Coventry, a prime target for the German Luftwaffe in WWII, is desecrated on November 14, 1940. Hours prior, beneath a “bomber’s moon,” Harriet Marsh, a
Humphreys’ writing is spare and thoughtful, and has a reflective quality to it that completely drew me in. For me, her strength in Coventry is not her brilliant capture of the terrifying bombing raid itself, but rather her meticulous portrayal of the human, emotional experience of those on the ground who lived through it. The novel is full of beautiful passages illuminating the ponderings of individuals caught in rampage. One such passage occurs as Harriet and Jeremy crouch behind a wall of rubble across the street from the burning library. The city falling around them, the cacophony of its demise deafening, Harriet reflects:
“When a building is lost, everything that happened within its walls is lost as well. She wants to know if the world in which she lives, this place where she is using herself up every day, will remember anything of her. Will the buildings that she has carefully studied, walked through, touched – will they recall her footsteps, the weight of her body on the stone steps, the smooth flat of her hand on the banister? Will the cobblestones hold her footfall? Will the river or the rain remember the shape of her body?” (108)
Coventry is my first Humphreys novel, but I will definitely look up more of her work. Highly recommended.
Anyway, this one is the story of two women who meet in 1940, and then remeet years later almost without remembering the original meeting. The years in between have brought both of them love, loss, and remorse. They find themselves ultimately searching for the same man for very different reasons. The personal stories and tragedies are set against the landscape of utter destruction, ruin, terror, and devastation that marked the bombing of Coventry and then against the resurrection of hope and beauty that the citizens were able to create from the ruins. The book is astonishing- sweet, simple, lean of words, but lush of image. The city itself is the same. If you have the chance, visit the city and the cathedral, but if that's not in your budget or timeline, be sure to read the book.
Helen Humphreys draws on many sources for" Coventry" : other written accounts of the event, the memories of those who experienced the Blitz in person , as well as
Coventry is quickly paced as well as balanced.
Harriet Marsh, our narrator, lost her husband in the battle of Ypres in WW1. Prior to her husbands death, Harriet receives a letter from her husband who writes of his love for her and his experiences in WW1. This quote from his letter to Harriet really touched me . " Whatever happens, you must not believe that the Germans are worse than us." Harriet's husband goes on to describe the humanity of the German soldiers towards the injured and dying British soliders. I so appreciated this comment and clear insight on Helen Humphrey's part that War is a dreadful event for all and that soldiers, no matter what side they may fight on, are simply human beings just like you and me.
The main goal of " Coventry " is to give us a clear and hardhitting feel for what the terror of war really is. Among many horrors described are burned dead birds dropping from the sky, comforting dying people on the side of the road , and mistaking a family sittting at a dinner table with a child playing beneath the table as alive - only to find that a bomb blast has collapsed their lungs and the family is in fact frozen in death.
Coventry is a powerful, quick read and one which I highly recommend. 4 stars.
Coventry is the story of two middle-aged women, Harriet and Maeve, during the German bombing of
Humphreys' depiction of the bombing - the sheer physical brutality of it - is unmatched by writers who have written about similar subjects. You can feel the heat of the fires, the smell of burning buildings, the feel of someone's blood on your arm. Humphreys doesn't write in a gory way, but you still feel the power of what the bombs did to this English town.
I wish I could write this review as beautifully as Helen Humphreys wrote Coventry - to do the book's language and diction the appropriate justice. I hope this review is enough to convince you to read Coventry just the same. I believe you too can be swept up in the beauty of this little book.
In deceptively simple language Humphreys here portrays the night of November 14, 1940 and the
Humphreys writing is beautiful, as when Maeve, rushing home from the bomb shelter hoping to find her son there, sees tin soldiers in formation on his bedroom windowsill and realizes that they are young Jeremy's " last station of childhood ". He had tried to enlist but was turned down because he is colour blind. He was on fire watch with Harriet and they spent some hours helping with the injured where they could and dodging falling incendiaries and collapsing buildings in an attempt to get home. The details of the history are accurate and the novel ends with an epilogue about the dedication of the newly rebuilt cathedral some twenty years after the war. I wanted to begin reading this book again as soon as I'd finished it, not something that usually happens with me. I will be rereading it to enjoy the way language is used in the story, and I look forward to reading her other novels. A very satisfying read that I can recommend to everyone.
The book trades back and forth between the stories of Maeve and Harriett as they move through the horrors of the city—dodging bombs and fires and trying to understand what to do to survive. They form and bond through love and loss that is quite simply poetic. The short novel takes place largely on the night of November 14, 1940--the worst night of bombing on that city.
Look for two moving elements in this story: the gift that that the boy gives Harriett in the midst of the night of terror and the beautiful exchange of letters and postcards that evolves between the two women after the war as they keep in touch. Both moments are good examples of how Ms. Humphreys has created not just a compelling narrative but a nuanced and loving tribute to all losses and discoveries people make while experiencing the horrors of war.
The book begins on the eve of the Great War with the separation of newlyweds Owen and Harriet. Owen has enlisted and is proudly off to France, and Ypres. They are both very young, and their sweet relationship becomes a sticking point in Harriet's perspective of life. When the novel jumps forward to WWII, Harriet still seems to be emotionally stuck in 1914.
Harriet agrees to fill in for her injured neighbor as a fire warden on the roof of Coventry Cathedral, expecting the usual distant bombing and tense boredom. It is November 14, 1940, the day the Germans firebomb Coventry. When the cathedral catches fire, she escapes with her fellow fire warden, Jeremy, and over the next day or two they form a close bond. Jeremy's youth and innocent bravery remind her of Owen.
In another parallel relationship, Harriet meets a women in 1914 and, although the two never exchange names, the two spend a glorious, carefree afternoon riding on the top of one of the new double-decker buses. During the bombing of Coventry twenty-five years later, the two meet one another once more. As these relationships spiral into increasing tension, the book moves toward its denouement.
A short novel at less than 200 pages, the plot moves quickly, but in that short amount of time, the author is able to recreate the look and feel of the place, and the terror and resignation, fear and bravery of the city's occupants.
"Do you think the bombing will last all night?" asks Harriet.
"How should I know?" says the woman.
The war has not improved people's tempers. All this talk of how it brings out the best in people is simply rubbish, thinks Harriet. Miserable people are made more miserable by the war's deprivations and dangers. Happy people can still return to being relatively cheerful. But everyone, regardless of temperament, is weary of the fighting, and nervous that they are losing the war...
A solid read, I was inspired enough to pick up another book by Humphreys, also set in WWII, called [The Lost Garden].
Helen, only 18, during the last war, newly married, would shortly loose her young husband at Ypres. She has never remarried and stayed in the house in Coventry that they had shared. She would be one of many who would loose everything that night. Love the story of her and Maeve and of course Jeremy, they added a very real face to this tragedy, a shared experience that would connect them always.
Real people who had to start over in a time when things were not easily replaceable and government agencies were not expected to rescue one. I loved this quote, "I don't feel alive," says Maeve, and Harriet knows what she means. The world they left is unrecognizable, not a place they want to inhabit. It feels like a sort of afterlife. They are their own ghosts."
This is an author I definitely want to read more of, so if anyone has any suggestions please share them.
The story begins with Harriet, who has lived in Coventry since the first war, having moved there a month before she saw her husband of 2 months off at the train station after he enlisted to fight. She meets Maeve
The story jumps to November 1940 when Harriet finds herself on watch duty just as the Germans started to bomb Coventry. She meets Jeremy, a young watchman, new to Coventry, and together, they flee to bomb shelters, stopping to help some of those injured in the blasts along the way, watch over some who are dying and provide each other with support to live through the night. Maeve spends the night in the bomb shelter in the cellar of a pub but leaves to look for her son. As she makes her way home, she thinks back to moments of her life and memories of her son. She has to decide if she should evacuate the city with others or stay in case her son comes to look for her. Another chance meeting with Harriet brings her the help she needs.
Even as their lives move on after the war is over, that long terrifying night is the tie that binds them together.
I found this short review by the Guardian, which I thought did a better job at resuming the book than I ever could, though I should say that it's written from the perspective of a British person who is familiar with the history of the war as it happened in her own country, unlike myself, to whom the events of that night were formerly mostly unknown and therefore did not seem quite as inevitable, which took nothing away from the story—quite the contrary in fact:
"To set a character on the roof of Coventry cathedral on the night of 14 November 1940 leaves no doubt about the path the narrative will take. The inevitability of the firestorm sounds ominously from the first sentence of Coventry, but Helen Humphreys makes of that certainty a subtly crafted, surely paced novel. From Harriet Marsh looking up at a "bomber's moon", we slip back to a meeting between her and another young woman on a tram at the outbreak of the first world war. Long before either Harriet, Jeremy, the young man with whom she shares firewatching duties, or his mother, fleeing the desperate bonhomie of drinkers in a pub cellar, realises, the reader is aware that the bombing of Coventry will tie up the loose ends of that earlier encounter. Bleak images of death are counterpointed by moments of escape. As Harriet and Jeremy pick their way through collapsed buildings and burning streets, a fleeing horse embodies the possibility of survival. Coventry hauntingly depicts the nightmarish power of chance." (Isobel Montgomery, The Guardian, 12 September 2009)
I felt very close to one of the main characters, Harriet Marsh and her reaction to her husband's death in WWI. I could understand why she felt the way that she did. The
Coventry was targeted by the Germans because of the munitions factories but so much more was destroyed than that. On the cover of the book is a picture of the shell of the only cathedral in Great Britain that was destroyed. That is what drew me to this book. I talked about to my friends who live close by and they remember going to see the ruins. The author puts Harriet as a firewatcher and Maeve’s son, Jeremy at the cathedral on November 14, 1940 on the beginning of the horrible night and the main part of the book focuses on that night.
So we see the people move into the bomb shelters and hear the ear piercing sounds of the bombs, smell the fires that were set off by the flares and made worse by the bombs. I really felt that I was walking around in the dark with Harriet and Jeremy. Hearing the moans of the trapped people and not sure where to go.
I highly recommend this book to people who love historical fiction. I want to read more of Helen Humphries books.
I absolutely loved this book. Humphreys conveys so much emotion that it is hard to believe the book is only 175 pages. Harriet is a woman who lost her husband in World War I and has never been close to anyone since. Maeve had an illegitimate child, Jeremy, in World War I whom she kept despite the opprobrium of family and friends. Harriet and Maeve met briefly in 1914 on the day Harriet saw her husband off to the war. Maeve and Jeremy have moved around England with Maeve finding employment in many different jobs. Harriet stayed put in Coventry, working for a coal merchant and writing descriptions of things that take her fancy. They had never seen or heard of each other since the afternoon they rode the first double decker bus in Coventry. Is it fate that brings Harriet and Jeremy together? They both are volunteer fire watchers at the cathedral on the night the German bombers target Coventry. As they stumble through the ravaged city trying to get home they form a close bond. Harriet's house has been destroyed by a bomb but Jeremy and Maeve's house is still standing. Maeve however is not there having decided to go out into the country with neighbours. After seeing so much death and devastation it is not surprising that Harriet and Jeremy cling to each other and make love. Then they separate and Jeremy goes back into the centre of town to help the wounded and Harriet walks out into the country.
I'll leave the synopsis there as I don't want to ruin the ending. I will mention one more item that gave me a frisson of recognition. Long after the war Maeve is living on Innismor, one of the Aran Islands. That was also one of the places we visited on our honeymoon. This description of the island in 1962 still describes the countryside:
Maeve begins to walk up the road again. Slowly the houses fall away and she is walking with green fields on either side of her. Each field is bordered by a wall made of the stones that had been cleared from the field. The walls have no gates. If a farmer wants to shift his cows and sheep to another field, he simply removes some of the stones from a section of wall, replacing them when the animals are safely away in the next field.
Humphreys foreshadows frequently but it wasn't until I started writing this review that I realized it so it is done deftly. For instance, in World War I after leaving the station Harriet realizes she doesn't know how to get home because they have only been in Coventry a short time. When she meets Maeve, although Maeve is only visiting the city, Maeve shows her the way home. In the next war, it is Harriet guiding Jeremy home because Jeremy has only been living in Coventry a short time. The book is like a magnificent weaving with threads from the beginning reappearing throughout the tapestry.
The narrator is vague and fairly two-dimensional.
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I get the feeling this book wasn't ready to be published, as it feels as if it's in a second or third draft stage.
This is a slim book, but one of tremendous power. The author has a way of being very understated and subtle in her choice of words, but somehow this makes the narrative both more haunting and evocative. There were many things about the book that seemed subdued, from the way in which she portrayed her characters to the situations that she chose to illustrate, but there was something that was extremely poignant in the way that she juggled this huge amount of confusion in her story with restraint and quietness. Had she chosen to construct the narrative in a more hypersensitive way, I think the story would have been somewhat directionless and less focused.
Another thing that I appreciated about the book is that the author used the show and not tell method of storytelling. Instead of trying to explain all of her situations and characters and the reasons for their actions, I felt that she let the characters' actions and reactions speak for themselves. It was not hard to see why Harriett behaved as one wounded, or why Maeve was so headstrong. Their characters grew into these emotions as the book progressed, and instead of laying it all out there in a repetitious and elementary way, the author chose to close all those gaps with the growth of her characters and the emotive power of her situations.
As far as the characters go, I preferred Maeve's character to Harriet's because Harriet at times seemed a bit too detached for me, and her remoteness in the main portion of the book was something that I felt was a bit hard to relate to personally. Despite this, I felt that, as a character, Harriet displayed much more growth than the others did. It was illuminating to watch the shifts in her personality and to see her mentally become more cognizant of her emotions and behavior. The growth that Harriett evinced was one of the things I liked most about this character and this book. There was a type of internal monologue running through her that was both plausible and satisfying to witness.
Of the three characters highlighted in this book, Maeve was my favorite. She was very independent and spirited, and I liked the way that her love of drawing and art was infused into the very fiber of her character. I thought that she showed tremendous courage in raising her son alone. During that time period, I am sure hers was not the most popular or acceptable decision. Her love for her son was touching, but it was not an overpowering force in the story; instead it showcased the bond between the two characters in a tender and gentle way.
I also liked Jeremy. He was very young, but he seemed to show a mature and sound emotional capacity, and was endowed with many characteristics that are rare finds in the men of literature. I found him to be an extremely sensitive and compassionate person while still being somewhat of an innocent. Although he could have left Harriett behind to face the odds alone, he willingly took on her presence and agreed to guide her safely through the maelstrom towards safety.
There was a an interesting chemistry between these three players; they were all so very different, but in the end, they all manifested some of the same characteristics, albeit in different ways. Though the force of the war was huge, the force of their personalities were bigger, and that was something that elevated this from your typical war story.
I really enjoyed this book, and think it would be perfect for those who enjoy character driven novels. Whether or not you are a war enthusiast, this book will probably strike a cord in you because there is a great deal to focus on in the story. The characters and situations in the book feel authentic, and although this is a sad story, it is not permeated with bleakness throughout. If you enjoy books that focus on the people surrounding an event and their reactions towards that event, you might really enjoy this book. Recommended.
I read this book in only a couple of days, but its impact is much stronger. The author has an excellent use of language in re-creating the scene of the bombings, right down to the fear, smells and sights in only a few words. It’s incredibly visually descriptive. It also captures the emotions very well – from fear to anguish to confusion during that night. The characters are well written and the reader bonds with them, crossing our fingers with Maeve that Jeremy makes it home, and feeling Harriet’s loneliness. There is an allure and mystery to their backgrounds, but not so much so that it leaves a gap in their character.
I wasn’t familiar with the Coventry bombing before reading this book but after doing some research, I found that this book is very accurate, down to the names of buildings that were destroyed.
If I had to sum up this book in a single word, that word would be powerful. This skinny little book brings to life a page from history. It’s definitely one to be taken off the shelf and read, preferably in a single sitting. It will haunt you for a long time afterwards, with the terror of the bombing and fires and the power of the Coventry people to survive and grow from that night.