Personally, now that I’ve read Gaiman’s shorter works, I can see why I favor his novel length stories better.
This level of reading intensity makes it hard to find uninterrupted time to enjoy each work the way it was intended to be read, that is, slowly and with attention to detail. As with many Gaiman stories, the enjoyment of reading comes from paying attention to all the subtle details that rise to the surface or are brushed past in the narrative. This isn’t the easiest book to simply sit down and read through. Needless to say, the so called sunbird has a few mythical qualities of its own that makes this story even more delectable. When the mention of the rare and exquisite sunbird piques their attention, they make plans to travel to Egypt to try it. They go to great lengths to challenge their tastes and stretch their palates. The aptly named Epicurian Club has set out to consume the world’s rarest delights, ranging from extinct species to all the different beetles of the world.
SunbirdĪs someone who loves experiencing culture through food, this tale of rare Epicurean delights was as fascinating as it was delicious. When the truth comes for him, he’s ready to face what real life looks like and take up the duties he has been training for since his “life” began. With each shift, he becomes more convinced that his life is nothing more than a sham covering up something much deeper and darker than he can imagine. Throughout his life, he experiences odd shifts where he knows something has changed, but he can’t quite put his finger on it. Our main character is literally larger than life, a Goliath of a man.
I feel this story is inspired by the Matrix, but one that feels more faithful to how being a consciousness living in the confines of a computer program might work. The further into the poem the reader ventures, the deeper they find themselves in a wondrous land of fairy tale and magic.Īs with many profound tales, this poem wanders itself into a circle and the reader finds themselves back where they started, only changed. There is an element of mystery and whimsy as the poet instructs the reader along a cryptic journey giving very specific instructions that feel as if they are meant to either enchant the reader or keep them from harm. This poem holds tiny pieces of other stories I have grown to love.
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