Status Updates From Selected Short Stories

Yet,after all,since there is nothing that does not leave some residue,and memory is a light that dances in the mind when reality is buried, why not the eyes there,gleaming, moving,be the ghost of a family, of an age, of a civilisation dancing over the grave?

Monday or Tuesday -4.5/5
So much lyrical prose encapsulated in a page- it brings you into a moment where your stream of consciousness gets transported to somewhere else. Heron the metaphor? That stream. “Lazy and indifferent the heron returns; the sky veils her stars;then bares them.” The transcendence of time.

A society -5/5
A few ladies form a society and infiltrate the men society, the ending raises awareness-feminism. Somehow this reminds me of Tennyson’s the princess where the prince cross dress and goes undercover in a women’s institution, that was quasi-feminist though