I’m thoroughly enjoying this book of poetry by Yusef Komunyakaa (I’m almost done having to refer to the spine of the book to type his last name accurately). I picked it up on a whim for $4 or so from a used bookstore up on Grape Road back toward the end of May and have finally gotten around to reading it.
See Moments In Erasure for a poem taken from the book. Here’s another excerpt as well:
From ‘The Four Evangelists’
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If you can’t trust dreams, the journey
Ends at birth. Gods invent themselves
So men & women see a few feet
Into the unknown. Sympathetic
Magic. Our desire
To prolong an orgasm, to be
Taken back to when we could
Almost talk with animals.
DMZ Vol. 4: Friendly Fire by Brian Wood
rating: 5 of 5 stars
Absolutely incredible addition to the series. Woods’ writing has gone to a new level and per usual the artwork is tight, gritty and immersing. To use a cliche, DMZ continues to pull no punches: War Is Hell. It’s hard to find any work that has more wholly walked so satisfyingly away from sentimentality, even when it comes to the horrors of war.
Who is innocent? Is anyone? Who doesn’t have blood on their hands, just, unjust, in between? The confusion and complexities of war, especially a civil one involving the violent American spirit haven’t been portrayed this accurately anywhere else.
This is the kind of work that shows that any medium, from film to graphic novel, is capable of a powerful message and a story that needs to be told.
Highly recommended to everyone. Especially Americans.
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You’re Great Expectations!
by Charles Dickens
Coming from humble beginnings, you have become pretty stuck-up in your
later years. While hard work and dedication were the path you first walked on, a sudden
fork brought you glory and fortune. Unfortunately, you have changed even more than your
bottom line. You really should turn back to your old friends and at least respect your
old life. Look out for haughty hotties.
Take the Book Quiz
at the Blue Pyramid.
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I don’t really know how accurate this is, but it was worth it for the last line. I’m all about haughty hotties, though they are rarely all about me. ;O)