Wednesday, January 07, 2009

His Eyes Were Shining, LIke A Child

Short story by Zina Saro-Wiwa, here.


Lost at The End 7:44 pm  

I like the idea that the character in the story is inseminated by her father's taunts and bears anger as the fruit/child of that insemination. This ties in strangely, and very well, with the last paragraph where she imagines her father as a child seated on her thighs. Somehow, I see a connection between the two.

.Blue in Green 1:18 am  

Saro Wiwas daughter...wonderful talent

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