From the very first line of Eugene Mirabelli’s seventh novel, you are led to understand that The Goddess in Love with a Horse (And What Happened Next) (Spring Harbor Press) is a very different kind of book:
The first time Ava saw Angelo naked was on their wedding night (11 may 1860) when he strode into their bedroom, accidentally revealing to her startled eyes that from the waist down he had the hindquarters of a stallion.There are echoes of fable in The Goddess in Love with a Horse; reverberations of every romantic classic that ever gripped your heart. A slender volume that still manages to inspire epic thoughts. Sensuous. Delicious. A delight.