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224 pages, Hardcover
First published May 3, 2022
"I became accustomed to living amongst the belongings of this woman I never knew…A woman whose presence was still keenly felt in the lacquered zelkova table I placed my tea cup on, in the wall-hanging of Mount Fuji at the end of the hallway, the hanging scroll in the tokonoma alcove and the picture of the Showa emperor, Hirohito, looking ominously down from the cornice of the ceiling." (Page 24)
“During those visits the old people talk to me. They want me to listen to their stories, so I do. And their stories are important. They are once-in-a-lifetime experiences and it’s sad that people will soon forget these things.” (Page 188)
"We hear about the soldiers who returned, the kamikaze pilots who didn’t, the survivors of Hiroshima, Nagasaki and the Tokyo air raids. We read about POWs, the military police, the comfort women, and the pan-pan girls of the Occupation. We have heard about the Japanese women who married foreign soldiers and moved to their countries. But the war widows vanished from everyone’s consciousness, and remain disembodied voices of the past. Eiko was never meant to be seen." (Page 182)
"On this island, I have sat in the eye of a typhoon, seen how octopus are hunted, learned to dance under the moonlight, and wandered like the poet Basho on an ancient pilgrimage trail….Something prevents me from letting go of the past, Eiko’s past, with neighbors who still live it, who spend long afternoons chatting over tea, collecting seaweed, bracken and bamboo shoots, and where I can hear the distant bell of a rotary dial telephone. A place where time is measured not in years, but by the height of a Chinese fan palm, which is now taller than my house." (Page 213).