Dimensions
130 x 197 x 26mm
A resonant, intensely personal exploration of identity and belonging, by a writer in search of home.
We are, and always will be, wanderers who have lost their way...
When a trunk of family letters gives Amin Maalouf the opportunity to trace his past, he finds himself – having never before asked questions – transfixed by the stories of his ancestors. Starting in the mountains of Lebanon and taking him across the sea to Havana, his history is one of restlessness and exile: of the search for identity, of dramatic emigrations, and of revolutions espoused in the dying years of the Ottoman Empire and beyond. The result is an exquisite memoir, a book that finds drama in the most personal of tales, pathos in the grandest of gestures, and an understanding that the most nomadic of families can also epitomise home.
