Satoshi Yagisawa is the quietest thing at the Kerala Literature Festival. There is a specific, high-frequency hum to the literary event. In Kozhikode—which was crowned a UNESCO City of Literature in October 2023—the air is thick with salt, sun, and the frantic energy of a thousand overlapping ideas. Everyone is rushing to hear someone: on the bill are Nobel laureate Abdulrazak Gurnah, Booker Prize-winning authors Kiran Desai and Banu Mushtaq, Indian literary stars like Benyamin, and the crowd-puller of them all, Sunita Williams, the record-setting India-origin astronaut. Readers move in circles, tote bags full of books, and iced coffees in hand. Panels pulse with urgency, making it seem that literature is the only saving grace for this modern world.
Amidst this chaos, Yagisawa, the Japanese novelist, best known for books like Days at the Morisaki Bookshop (and its sequel More Days at the Morisaki Bookshop) and Days at the Torunka Cafe, sits slightly folded into himself, holding the microphone close to his mouth. When a question is posed, he pauses, considers it carefully, and responds in a low, measured voice.
Like his comforting books, the author occupies a space that feels rare in modern fiction: the middle of a long overdue exhale. His stories don’t live in the climax; they stake their claim in the dust-moted aisles of secondhand bookstores and the rhythmic sounds of a cafe. His characters aren’t anything special either, really. They’re ordinary people—just like his readers.
Take Takako, for instance. Reeling from heartbreak, she retreats into her eccentric uncle Satoru’s secondhand bookshop in Jimbocho, where her grief slowly softens not through confrontation but through routine. In Torunka Cafe, lonely regulars drift in and out through the cafe doors, carrying disappointments and the weight of life that ease with conversations and familiarity. Yagisawa’s characters find their way back to the light with the architecture of the ordinary: shelving books, steeping tea, and sitting with their thoughts long enough to actually hear them.
In his books, life becomes bearable again not through drama or high-speed narratives but through the steadying grace of the ordinary and routine.






