Far from being a literary virtual reality ride, or a voyeuristic zoo-train view of an exotic subculture, Lahiri's sensory details, like the surface patterns of a rivulet, suggest the contours of what lies below and behind the flow of her narrative.
Far from being a literary virtual reality ride, or a voyeuristic zoo-train view of an exotic subculture, Lahiri's sensory details, like the surface patterns of a rivulet, suggest the contours of what lies below and behind the flow of her narrative.
BY C.J. Gillen 8 October 2003
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