![]() ![]() In 60 or so pages we’ve had references to her mother’s giving birth ‘like shitting‘, the way her own child is ‘unsheathed‘ and the ‘aromatic rush’ of the return of her own sense of smell afterwards. There are at least four parallel narratives going on, covering different time-frames (tell you later) and in all of them she’s there, locked in the corporeality of births, marriages and deaths. ![]() ![]() The first-person narrator is infatuated by the physicality of the world. I couldn’t remember why I thought that – but now I can. I’m re-reading it after reading it last year then, I remember thinking that the title might have something to do with an old meaning of the word: a gathering is a suppurating swelling due, presumably, to some sort of infection. ![]()
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