Their Eyes were Watching God Zora Neale Thurston
Their Eyes were Watching God is an extraordinary book – the only comparison I can make is with Moby Dick or Toni Morrison’s Beloved. It is completely different but it shares with both of these novels a crescendo of emotion which leaves the reader breathless. Janey has a lyrical, mystical awakening to her sexuality, ‘Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world.’ This is tarnished by her grandmother’s insistence she marry, and escape the everyday drudgery of black womanhood. Eventually, as a mature woman, she recaptures the ecstasy, loses it again, but is reconciled to her loss by another mystical, lyrical experience. A should have read before now and a must read to other readers.