The Astral Doubleday,by Kate Christensen: At the start of Kate Christensens sharp,perceptive novel,poet Harry Quirk has been thrown out of his apartment in The Astral in the northern Brooklyn neighborhood of Greenpoint by his wife,Luz,who suspects he is having an affair.
He is not,but Luz has found a number of seemingly incriminating poems that fuel her suspicions,and Harry can say nothing to convince her otherwise. Harrys poetry is at best old-fashioned,favoring traditional meter and rhyme schemes,and at worst,so hopelessly out-of-date that it cannot even be considered retro-hip. It is a crafty move on Christensens part to have these poems,which Luz destroys,be the catalyst for Harry to rebuild his life.
As an introspective look at what makes a marriage work,and what doesnt,Harrys interactions with his married friends provide a number of perspectives on this topic _ Christensens The Astral is provoking and at times profoundly moving. But it also succeeds in its fond descriptions of a neighborhood virtually unknown outside of New York and all too often written off within it,an area that even in its perhaps inevitable gentrification persists in holding on to its gritty Old World ways. So-called hipster interlopers live amid Polish immigrants and old-timers,and Christensen captures it all magnificently,down to the decaying majesty of the once-grand building honored in her title.