I love Geraldine Brooks writing and her latest novel, Horse did not disappoint.
This novel spans many years starting out in 1850’s Kentucky when enslaved Jarrett falls in love with a foal. The path of the horse crosses into New York in the 1950’s when a gallery owner obsesses about a painting of this same horse. Then we are drawn into Washington, 2019 when a young Nigerian-American art historian connects with an Australian scientist over the origin of the same horse which was declared as the greatest racing horse ever.
The timelines switch back and forwards but central is the true story of Lexington who was a record-breaking race horse. But it so much more than that as Brooks explores racism, slavery, science, and art.
It’s a beautifully crafted work, evoking a range of emotional responses from joy to horror to indignation. Indeed, the treatment of racism in the book is as relevant and powerful a story in the eighteen hundreds as it is today and Brooks draws the parallels brilliantly.
The only weak link for me was Catherine, the vet from England as her character didn’t ring true and she faded away anyway.
Otherwise, this book is brilliant, the research incredibly thorough. Read this one even if you don’t think you like horses.







