![]() ![]() ![]() We are not left with isolates contemplating their next move in a universe of infinite possibility. These stories work toward resolution in human terms. Americans, it seems, can no longer imagine a West to grow to. Reversing manifest destiny, Clare goes east to the Paris of her youth. Although his perceptions are shallow, he is not without heart. He has accepted the flow of capitalism without question and has ceased to be the human he once was. He is a man in America in the last gasp of the twentieth century. Harrison is excellent here: the husband is not a villain. She buries herself in the mud of an Iowa cornfield for a spiritual journey deep into the past and herself before emerging into a world lit by fireflies intent on salvagingwhat remains of her life. In the title novella, Clare, a middle-aged intellectual, faces the harshest of personal truths, understanding fully that the last person on earth who could be her best friend is her husband. Those who make it out alive briefly, if not cleanly, confront the promise they once imagined for their lives. Reviews 149 never given up his causes, from a Mexican prison. In lieu of an abstract, here is a brief excerpt of the content: ![]()
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