BY BECOMING A BIRD

I concur that the short story, akin to poetry, diverges sharply from the novel in its essence. The most exemplary short stories resonate with the concentrated emotional and intellectual punch of a poem, leaving an enduring impression. They are distilled narratives, akin to hand grenades of ideas, exploding upon impact and etching themselves into the reader's memory.

Long-form fiction, while impactful, unfolds at a more leisurely pace, its narrative resembling a languid plume of smoke, diffuse yet persistent. It lacks the sharp focus and immediate impact of a short story.

A short story, in its purest form, resembles a vignette, a fleeting glimpse into the human condition. It may offer a biopsy of life's intricacies but lacks the capacity for sustained, independent reflection. Its power lies in its brevity and intensity, leaving the reader to ponder the implications long after the final sentence fades.

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