Cirrus@Austlit

Epigraph: My body goes before me, like a lantern down a dark lane, bringing one thing after another out of the darkness into a ring of light. I dazzle you; I make you believe this is all. (Other epigraphs included also.)

These stories tell of divorce and illness, of selfishness and sacrifice. As a collection they create the narrative of a love affair, which ends in tragedy.a very satisfying exploration of erotic love, eschewing the language of anatomical verisimilitude 'grunge', in favour of imaginative fancy or metaphor. Ann Nugent, Blast, Canberra 1996 (Quoted from Seaview Press website).