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Endless seasons had passed since she had left her mountain home, and the books she read were starting to crumble to dust. There was change in the air, she had smelled it for quite some time, but had chosen not to heed it. As she came down the mountain, she saw that the trees were sickly. That there wasn\u2019t a hum of insect chatter, and the brooks were sluggish and choked.<\/p>\n

The stench in her nose brought bile to her throat, and she blinked back the salt in her eyes. Wherever she looked, there was only the silence of dead and dying things. The earth was too beaten to weep. The yamanba saw something churn at her feet, and she crouched low and peered closely. It was a maggot. \u201cLittle Maggot, tell me what has happened to the land?\u201d \u201cElder Sister, you are late. Late to come down from your mountain.\u201d \u201cWhere are the green things, the water and the breeze?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThey are gone away, away. I don\u2019t know why. My brothers and sisters are eating their bones. When there is nothing more to eat, we will go away too.\u201d \u201cTell me, Little Maggot, where are my sisters? Where have the other mountain women gone to so that I may join them?\u201d \u201cWe ate their bones yesterday. We ate them yesterday. And we will eat you tomorrow. That is the way of maggots.\u201d \u201cYes, that is the way of maggots, but it is not for me to be eaten tomorrow.<\/p>\n

Little Friend, eat a little less today, so you do not eat me tomorrow.\u201d \u201cWhy do you want to stay when your sisters have gone away? You will be lonely with no words to hear, no ears to speak your sounds to.\u201d \u201cI am a yamanba and I am strong. I will speak my words aloud and shape the earth again. If you choose to listen, I will tell you stories.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat have you to say that we would care to hear? We churn in the bones of the dead. What have we to do with living things?\u201d \u201cAre you not one of the living as well?\u201d the yamanba asked softly. \u201cYes,\u201d the maggot said, after some thought. \u201cI guess we are.\u201d \u201cIf you eat of the dead, the conclusion of the cycle is your death. That is all that remains.\u201d \u201cThe marrow we eat is dry and bitter, but we do not wish to die. Yet.\u201d \u201cThen come,\u201d the yamanba beckoned.<\/p>\n

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\u201cHiromi Goto expertly layers the experiences of a Japanese immigrant woman, her emotionally estranged daughter and her beloved granddaughter into a complex fabric and compelling story.\u201d OTTAWA CITIZEN \u201cSuch a love for words is evident in Chorus of Mushrooms, which contains passages of breathtaking beauty.\u201d THE GLOBE AND MAIL \u201cHiromi Goto, a Japanese-Canadian writer, has written a masterpiece of our times \u2026<\/p>\n

The readability of the text is attributable to the author\u2019s craftsmanship, and one feels like reading it over and over again.\u201d THE HERALD (HARARE, ZIMBABWE) \u201cNot only is Goto\u2019s language precise and evocative, she has crafted a complex and poetic text that weaves realities and mysteries into a subtle pattern.\u201d EDMONTON JOURNAL 1kitap1.com\/en NUNATAK FICTION: Nunatak is an Inuktitut word meaning \u201clonely peak,\u201d a rock or mountain rising above ice. During Quaternary glaciation in North America these peaks stood above the ice sheet and so became refuges for plant and animal life.<\/p>\n

Magnificent nunataks, their bases scoured by glaciers, can be seen along the Highwood Pass in the Alberta Rocky Mountains and on Ellesmere Island. Nunataks are especially selected works of outstanding fiction by new western writers. Notable Nunatak titles include Icefields, by Thomas Wharton, Moon Honey, by Suzette Mayr, Fishing for Bacon, by Michael Davie, Dance, Gladys, Dance, by Cassie Stocks and The Shore Girl, by Fran Kimmel.<\/p>\n

1kitap1.com\/en 20TH ANNIVERSARY EDITION CHORUS OF MUSHROOMS HIROMI GOTO 1kitap1.com\/en Copyright \u00a9 1994, 2014 Hiromi Goto Copyright \u00a9 2014 Larissa Lai (afterword) Copyright \u00a9 2014 Smaro Kamboureli and Hiromi Goto (interview) All rights reserved. The use of any part of this publication \u2014 reproduced, transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, recording or otherwise, or stored in a retrieval system \u2014 without the prior consent of the publisher is an infringement of the copyright \u00a9 law.<\/p>\n

In the case of photocopying or other reprographic copying of the material, a licence must be obtained from Access Copyright \u00a9 before proceeding. Library and Archives Canada Cataloguing in Publication Goto, Hiromi, 1966-, author Chorus of mushrooms \/ Hiromi Goto. \u2014 20th anniversary edition. (Nunatak first fiction series ; 5) Includes bibliographical references. Issued in print and electronic formats. ISBN 978-1-927063-48-4 (pbk.).–ISBN 978-1-927063-49-1 (epub).\u2014 ISBN 978-1-927063-54-5 (mobi) I. Title. II. Series: Nunatak first fiction ; 5 PS8563.O8383C5 2014 C813\u2019.54 C2013-907195-4 C2013-907196-2 Editor for the Board: Rudy Wiebe Editor of 20th Anniversary Edition: Smaro Kamboureli Cover and Interior Design: Justine Ma Author Photo: Kiely Ramos No bison were harmed in the making of this book.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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