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First published October 15, 1990
i first read shepard via the terry carr ace sf specials (round 2), green eyes is still THE iconic magical realist sci-fi zombie text in my opinion (not that there are many contenders)... eagle-eyed hepcat readers of that tome may have noticed that sonic youth jacked some of the veves from it for the sister inner sleeve art- but that's neither up nor down.
the fact that SF is still a marginalized genre even in the era of houellebecq, lethem, & bolano shouldn't be surprising to anyone miffed at the obscurity to which cats like shepard and delany are currently consigned. (as for delany, dhalgren allegedly outsold gravity's rainbow.... but i digress.
the book at hand is a novella set in a triad with two other short stories. since i'm one of those stupes that digs novels more than shorts (despite the relative polish & perfection of the form i prefer to live with narratives for a while, thanks), i'll forgo comments on the shorter pieces here, except to recommend them as pure crystallizations of shepard's lush & romantic jungle occultism...
the title piece, on the other hand, simultaneously echoes wells, lovecraft, and conrad (of course, there's a jungle & a river) & somehow manages to boil shepard's vision of the faceoff between western planet-suck & indigenous culture into 150 some odd pages... shepard is able to really cut to the meat of the conflict w/out buying the belief that ANY culture (indigenous or not) is immune to change, or is somehow more holy than another... if you dig this check out life during wartime which is bubbling to the top of my 're-read' list now that i've read this (again).