Born to Slow HorsesWinner of the Griffin International Poetry Prize (2006) Kamau Brathwaite’s newest work, Born to Slow Horses, is a series of poetic meditations on islands and exile, language and ritual, and the force of personal and historical passions and griefs. These poems are haunted, figuratively and literally, by spirits of the African diaspora and drenched in the colors, sounds, and rhythms of the islands. But they also encompass the world of the exile and return, and the events of 9/11 in New York City. Brathwaite is one of the foremost voices in postcolonial inquiry and expression, and his poetry is densely rooted and expansive. Using his unusual “sycorax” signature typography and spelling, Brathwaite brings a cultural specificity, with distinct accents, sonic gestures, and pronunciations, into his pages—making them new, exciting, and rich in nuances. |
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Reseña de usuario - Fledgist - LibraryThingThis contains Brathwaite's stunning poem on 9/11, as well as reprinting earlier work. This is a powerful book. It needs to be read slowly. To be sipped meditatively, like Bajan rum. Leer reseña completa
Índice
The Master of the Mary Jones | 2 |
Bermudas | 5 |
Guanahani | 7 |
Donna | 16 |
Days Nights | 19 |
Iwa | 31 |
MMAssaccourraamann | 46 |
I was washway in blood | 58 |
Bread | 60 |
Dear PM | 63 |
Kumina | 70 |
Hawk | 92 |
Namsetoura | 118 |
Mountain | 123 |
The Robin Poem | 136 |
Términos y frases comunes
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