Let the Great World Spin.

Early 1970s, early morning New York, people on their way to work watch a person high in the air, not obvious from the ground, but turns out he is crossing between the two Twin Towers on a tightrope. The watchers include a few young men over from Ireland, a group of black prostitutes, a high society Park Avenue type woman, and others, who interact with each other in the course of this novel. The author pays unstated tribute to James Joyce by including scenes and images comparable to some found in Joyce's book Ulysses.

A bit disappointing. Perhaps I was expecting too much after the pleasure I got from reading McCann's "Transatlantic." The two books were similar stylistically with multiple stories revolving around a single historical event. In the case of this book, the event was Phillipe Petit's 1974 tightrope walk on a wire stretched high across Manhattan's Twin Towers. Among those whose lives were being lived out in the shadow of the tightrope were two Irish brothers, one a Catholic monk, and the hookers who cared for them. Others included a group of mothers who lost their sons in the Vietnam fiasco and, of course, the walker himself. The title character--this old world--just keeps on spinning, despite the depths of grief, tragedy, love and joy that transpire as it rotates.