As a former Florida resident, I know all too well about the struggle between Haitian and Cuban immigrants particularly. What’s considered american soil and just how badly the struggle remains between who can be sent back and who can stay. Race plays such a major in all of it. It feels like I can still [...]
Posts Tagged ‘memory’
a poet speaks death: mahmoud darwish’s Memory
Posted in Memory for Forgetfulness, character, chronology, flashback, poetry, setting, voice, tagged Beirut, critique, darwish, death, forgetfulness, genocide, Lebanon, life, mahmoud, memory, Palestine, poet, war on March 12, 2008 | 1 Comment »
all my movements
are prayers
i’ve got to write
before the ink & blood
run out
i’ve got to say one more thing
before i die
it’s the distance he takes that’s jarring. that the narrator only speaks from “I” a few times in actual dialogue throughout the book.
he is speaking death. the concrete in between [...]
yet unfinished…continuing forward
Posted in Places Left Unfinished, tagged displacement, forgetting, memory, places on February 12, 2008 | 1 Comment »
I’ve had to sit with this book for a while before being able to articulate any thoughts about it. Places… is so rich and dense. More than that though – it’s like having been on a long journey and arriving at the destination (end of the book) not all of me is there yet.
It didn’t [...]
John Phillip Santos’ secret genealogy of Mexico: la inframundo of research, fantasy and spells of diabetic madness.
Posted in Places Left Unfinished, tagged diaspora, live to tell., longing, memory, spirit on February 11, 2008 | 3 Comments »
There is something so masculine about John Phillip Santos’ Places Left Unfinished at the Time of Creation. I don’t believe in the gender binary (kinda, sorta) but there is something so masculine and dark wood, heavy and deliberate in the way he chooses to enter into story. With little dialogue or action, Places [...]
Adopting A Three Dog Life – Maggie L
Posted in A Three Dog Life, chronology, voice, tagged dogs, knitting, memory on February 4, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Reading Abigail Thomas’ A Three Dog Life, I expected to follow along as she retold her husband’s tragedy and how she dealt with it. Instead I found I lost the trail of her story’s sequence at points, or found it circling back on itself. There were gaps of time unaccounted for, and others told multiple [...]
A meditation on memory: A Three Dog Life
Posted in A Three Dog Life, tagged memory, place, time on February 3, 2008 | 8 Comments »
He died? In a simple sentence on the last page of the book, we are told that Rich Rogin died on Jan 1, 2007. I couldn’t help but feel slapped in the face. I was all set to put the book down and think, nice, a really nice read. I thought [...]
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