A review by spacestationtrustfund
The Izu Dancer and Other Stories by Yasushi Inoue, Yasunari Kawabata

3.0

Years later, the only thing I can recall of my sister's appearance is the image of her white mourning clothes as she was carried of a man's back. Even if I close my eyes and try to attach a head and limbs to that image, only the rain and the red clay of the path come back to me. I feel irritated that the view in my mind's eye does not parallel the actual events. The man who carried her would not materialize, either. And so this soft white entity floating through the air is the only memory I have of my sister.