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Poems from the author of The Color Purple: "This book has two fine strengths--a music that comes along sometimes [and] Walker's own tragicomic gifts" (The New York Times Book Review). The title of this collection comes from a Native American shaman who, reflecting on the terrible problems brought by white colonizers, nearly forgave them all because with the settlers came horses to the North American Plains. And, indeed, in these poems we find Alice Walker seeking a saving grace even in the most difficult circumstances, and in the hearts of the most brutal oppressors. Here Walker's attention turns toward the small moments and subliminal exchanges between lovers and enemies, even as her verse addresses concerns as vast as the choking of the planet by war and pollution. This ebook features an illustrated biography of Alice Walker including rare photos from the author's personal collection.… (altro)
A quick read at barely 80 pages. And a tough one, for me. As a northern small town-raised white man, hard to relate to Alice Walker's inner thoughts so nakedly stated in these poems. But then there was this -
"My father and mother both / used to warn me / that 'a whistling woman and a crowing / hen would surely come to no good end' ..." ("Mississippi Winter IV")
And I remember my mother reciting that same verse, and, like Walker, she chose to "whistle like a woman undaunted."
And there was also her excitement at an upcoming visit, and preparations made, in "My Daughter Is Coming!" A pretty universal experience for older folks.
And "" Poem at Thirty-nine" is about a father - " How I miss my father," who taught her to tell the truth, thrift, and cooking
"He would have grown / to admire / the woman I've become: / cooking, writing, chopping wood, / staring into the fire."
But then there's that steely, strange dedication to her ancestors, including a "white great-great grandfather ... / whose only remembered act / is that he raped / A child: / my great-great grandmother, / who bore his son, / my great grandfather, / when she was eleven"
Chilling, yes. And courageous. And nearly inconceivable to this old white man.
This is a book filled with joy and pain, life and living. And certainly worth your time. HORSES MAKE A LANDSCAPE LOOK MORE BEAUTIFUL (a quote from Lame Deer) is a long title for a short book. I rarely read poems, but I liked these. Highly recommended.
The poems in this collection are generally short with fairly short lines. Many poems provide insights into the African-American experience or reflect on events of the 1960s and 1970s. I found the poetry enjoyable. ( )
most of these were middle of the road for me, but there were a few standouts. in particular her poem "Well." was outstanding. i'd like to read more of her poetry but i think i might just be a bigger fan of her novels.
from "Well.":
"But what a pity that the poet the priest and the revolution never seem to arrive for the black woman, herself." ( )
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We had no word for the strange animal we got from the white man--the horse. So we called it sunka wakan, "holy dog." For bringing us the horse we could almost forgive you for bringing us whiskey. Horses make a landscape look more beautiful. --Lame Deer, "Lame Deer Seeker of Visions"
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for two who slipped away almost entierly: my "part" Cherokee great-grandmother Tallulah (Grandmama Lula) on my mother's side about whom only one agreed-upon thing is known: her hair was so long she could sit on it.
and my white (Anglo-Irish?) great-great-grandfather on my father's side; nameless (Walker, perhaps?), whose only remembered act is that he raped a child: my great-great-grandmother, who bore his son, my great-grandfather, when she was eleven.
Rest in peace. The meaning of your lives is still unfolding.
Rest in peace. In me the meaning of your lives is still unfolding.
Rest in peace, in me. The meaning of your lives is still unfolding.
Rest. In me the meaning of your lives is still unfolding.
Rest. In peace in me The meaning of our lives is still unfolding. Rest.
Incipit
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Remember me?
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Surely the earth can be saved by all the people who insist on love.
Poems from the author of The Color Purple: "This book has two fine strengths--a music that comes along sometimes [and] Walker's own tragicomic gifts" (The New York Times Book Review). The title of this collection comes from a Native American shaman who, reflecting on the terrible problems brought by white colonizers, nearly forgave them all because with the settlers came horses to the North American Plains. And, indeed, in these poems we find Alice Walker seeking a saving grace even in the most difficult circumstances, and in the hearts of the most brutal oppressors. Here Walker's attention turns toward the small moments and subliminal exchanges between lovers and enemies, even as her verse addresses concerns as vast as the choking of the planet by war and pollution. This ebook features an illustrated biography of Alice Walker including rare photos from the author's personal collection.
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"My father and mother both / used to warn me / that 'a whistling woman and a crowing / hen would surely come to no good end' ..." ("Mississippi Winter IV")
And I remember my mother reciting that same verse, and, like Walker, she chose to "whistle like a woman undaunted."
And there was also her excitement at an upcoming visit, and preparations made, in "My Daughter Is Coming!" A pretty universal experience for older folks.
And "" Poem at Thirty-nine" is about a father - " How I miss my father," who taught her to tell the truth, thrift, and cooking
"He would have grown / to admire / the woman I've become: / cooking, writing, chopping wood, / staring into the fire."
But then there's that steely, strange dedication to her ancestors, including a "white great-great grandfather ... / whose only remembered act / is that he raped / A child: / my great-great grandmother, / who bore his son, / my great grandfather, / when she was eleven"
Chilling, yes. And courageous. And nearly inconceivable to this old white man.
This is a book filled with joy and pain, life and living. And certainly worth your time. HORSES MAKE A LANDSCAPE LOOK MORE BEAUTIFUL (a quote from Lame Deer) is a long title for a short book. I rarely read poems, but I liked these. Highly recommended.
- Tim Bazzett,author of the memoir, BOOKLOVER (