Two Ukrainians struggle against the backdrop of the collapse of the Soviet Union in the early 1990s.
Even after the USSR craters, Ivan fears that spies lurk behind him. “Don’t look for shadows behind your back,” a friend likes to say. Ivan and Phoebe fall briefly in love, if that’s what you can call it, and marry. Ivan is reluctant about the match to start with, but he gives in to family and social pressures. It’s a mistake from the get-go. Phoebe’s real name is Maria, but her chosen name alludes to Phoebus, the Greek god of poetry. Before the marriage, she’d lent Ivan a floppy disk with all her poems, which he neither cares about nor ever returns. Perhaps he sees in her poetry the key to Phoebe’s developing into her own person, which would endanger his dreams. He will provide for them—he has a plan. Phoebe becomes pregnant with Emilia, whom they both love, but Ivan refuses to allow her to do anything but stay home with in-laws who can’t stand her. She gets clear second billing both in this novel and in life—Ivan dreams of a better future for himself but prohibits Phoebe from pursuing her love of poetry. In the story’s most telling line, “he shared his parenthood with Phoebe—Phoebe about whom he could not imagine talking to anyone at all.” So while she's stuck at home, Ivan goes out into the local world trying to find a decent job. Meanwhile, Ivan laments his lack of control over life after communism. He and Phoebe played bit parts in the political upheaval and struggle for democracy but remain far removed from influence over Ukraine’s future. Yes, they’d once been part of history, two people among thousands protesting in the Maidan, Lviv’s main square. Ivan feels that but for the protests by him and his comrades in arms, the Soviet Union would still be “alive and well.” But now what? Both husband and wife are trapped in a societal collapse and its painful rebirth, and they don’t even have each other for solace.
This well-told tale with rich prose and relatable characters is a good primer on Ukraine.