DEAR CHRYSANTHEMUMS

This novel in stories illuminates Asian women’s resilience across decades of personal, political, and economic upheaval.

“Chrysanthemums bloom early in the autumn,” the narrator remarks. “Noble flowers in Japan, they flourish under short days and long nights. Their petals bear a resemblance to the sun’s rays.” Taking place during years ending with six, “a divine number...[which] means a smooth life, a perfect path,” the book tells a series of intimate stories spanning the years 1946 to 2016, taking place in Paris, New York, Shanghai, Singapore, and Beijing. Among Sze-Lorrain’s exquisitely rendered characters are Madame Chiang Kai-shek’s personal cook; a former dancer who, during the Cultural Revolution, must live in a Shanghai apartment building where she witnesses her neighbors routinely depart in coffins; and a Juilliard-trained pianist who is plunged into encounters with her past when, in 1996, a piano is mysteriously delivered to her new apartment in Paris. The women’s stories weave together in understated and inventive ways, much like a recurring motif in a musical composition, which comes as no surprise given the author's background as a poet and zheng harpist. Sze-Lorrain excels in the lyrical mode as her attention to sensory observation illustrates how seemingly minor details such as the play of light from a shattered stained-glass window or the geometrically interlocking joints in a table can become microcosmic worlds if one knows how to look. Weaving these details together with an orchestral sensibility, the novel serves as a multilayered meditation on intergenerational trauma, memory, and resilience. Although this novel feels complete, one has the sense that Sze-Lorrain has many more stories to tell.

By turns delicate and wild, this novel will linger like a chrysanthemum’s fragrance long after the last page.