![]() ![]() He is assuming it is his wife who should die first. So he starts digging his wife’s grave when his wife is still living! He thinks this is a full demonstration of his love for his wife. I think it is better that we start digging your grave now. The bemused wife asks, “What is it you are thinking, husband?” The husband goes on as if in a dream: “If you die, how shall I, alone, sick and without strength, how shall I bury you?” Then he touches his wife by hand and goes straight to his point: “We are poor, all we have is nothingness. Just from nowhere he says to his wife, “I am thinking. The first short story called “The Fire is almost an Aesopian tale.Ī very old man stays at the edge of the village with his equally old wife and all their children are long dead. ![]() I read on, sometimes failing to predict where this little book translated from Portuguese by David Brookshaw would take me. ![]() In this book there are strong elements of African folklore, the intriguing tendencies of magical realism, the inhibiting and titillating abstraction and the wonders of edgeless art. These short stories take in all the varieties that I have seen from across the African continent. ” It was published way back in 1986 but its strength is something to talk about. ![]() But, I kick myself for not having read Mozambican writer, Mia Couto’s short-story book called “Voices Made Night. I love short stories and have read nearly all key short-story books from the rest of the Southern African sub region. ![]()
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