Seraphim
Autor Angelique Zobitz, Grisel Y. Acostaen Limba Engleză Paperback – apr 2024
Seraphim, Angelique Zobitz’s debut collection, radiates with light and wonder. These poems reveal how Black womxn and girls carve out, create, and pass along that lightness in their daily lives. Zobitz pays homage to an array of Black womxn, including bell hooks, Roberta Flack, and Megan Thee Stallion. If you’ve ever wondered how Black womxn can glow so incandescent, this collection is the answer. This isn’t about pain, despair, or the indomitable strength of Black womxn, but rather a vibrant celebration of the love and joy at the forefront of their lives. Seraphim speaks in many voices—sensual, angry, defiant, soft, vulnerable, and continuously reborn.
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9781960327048
ISBN-10: 1960327046
Pagini: 80
Dimensiuni: 152 x 228 x 15 mm
Greutate: 0.2 kg
Editura: CavanKerry Press
ISBN-10: 1960327046
Pagini: 80
Dimensiuni: 152 x 228 x 15 mm
Greutate: 0.2 kg
Editura: CavanKerry Press
Notă biografică
Angelique Zobitz is the author of the chapbooks Burn Down Your House from Milk & Cake Press and Love Letters to The Revolution from American Poetry Journal. Her work has appeared in the Journal, Sugar House Review, Obsidian: Literature & Arts of the African Diaspora, and many others. She can be found at www.angeliquezobitz.com and on Twitter and Instagram: @angeliquezobitz
Cuprins
And you are your mother’s child.
?
Sister/Seraphim, Inextinguishable Light
Angelique, an Origin Story
Love Letter to The Revolution No. 1
Grocery Shopping, Ars Poetica
Because You Need to Learn
Kink Therapy, or an Alternate History of the World
Yearning is Prayer Without an Addressee
Full Throated
Till It Moves like a Slow Song Sounds
Mame Coumba Bang Speaks to The Revolution
we sang the stars
?
Transfiguration, or as the Spirit Is So Follows the Body
A Mouth Full of Prayers for Wendy Williams
Dust to Bones
Black Marie Antoinette
After Listening to Roberta Flack Singing “Angelitos Negros”
The Cardinal and The Camels
On Sundays We Were All-American
Pyriscence
If you’ve ever visited a Pentecostal tent revival, then you know
My Mama’s Got Her GED & Existentialism & Human Emotion
imperfect yet unbroken
?
God: The Father
Confession
After Listening to Megan Thee Stallion’s “Thot Shit”
Aide-Memoire
For Gods
This Country Will Require You to be Magical then Attempt to Burn You for Being a Witch
Portrait of a Spirit at Moonlight
After Listening to Whitney Houston’s “I Want to Dance with Somebody”
We Manage Limited Resources Against Unlimited Needs
After Listening to Alicia Keys’ “When You Really Love Someone”
lush & rain, bounty in lean
?
We ain’t never not been saints
The Constant Lesson
Bless
Small Gifts
It was here I heard it—
These are the mysteries of my faith
Wheel of Fortune
Sermon: On the Sanctity of the Beauty Shop
Black Bodies
Love Letter to The Revolution No. 2
Acknowledgments
?
Sister/Seraphim, Inextinguishable Light
Angelique, an Origin Story
Love Letter to The Revolution No. 1
Grocery Shopping, Ars Poetica
Because You Need to Learn
Kink Therapy, or an Alternate History of the World
Yearning is Prayer Without an Addressee
Full Throated
Till It Moves like a Slow Song Sounds
Mame Coumba Bang Speaks to The Revolution
we sang the stars
?
Transfiguration, or as the Spirit Is So Follows the Body
A Mouth Full of Prayers for Wendy Williams
Dust to Bones
Black Marie Antoinette
After Listening to Roberta Flack Singing “Angelitos Negros”
The Cardinal and The Camels
On Sundays We Were All-American
Pyriscence
If you’ve ever visited a Pentecostal tent revival, then you know
My Mama’s Got Her GED & Existentialism & Human Emotion
imperfect yet unbroken
?
God: The Father
Confession
After Listening to Megan Thee Stallion’s “Thot Shit”
Aide-Memoire
For Gods
This Country Will Require You to be Magical then Attempt to Burn You for Being a Witch
Portrait of a Spirit at Moonlight
After Listening to Whitney Houston’s “I Want to Dance with Somebody”
We Manage Limited Resources Against Unlimited Needs
After Listening to Alicia Keys’ “When You Really Love Someone”
lush & rain, bounty in lean
?
We ain’t never not been saints
The Constant Lesson
Bless
Small Gifts
It was here I heard it—
These are the mysteries of my faith
Wheel of Fortune
Sermon: On the Sanctity of the Beauty Shop
Black Bodies
Love Letter to The Revolution No. 2
Acknowledgments
Recenzii
"Angelique Zobitz’s Seraphim radiates with flames and fierceness. Steeped in survival and salvation, devastation and affirmation, incantation and citation, Seraphim is a tribute to revolutions, delivering homage to an array of Black women including bell hooks, Roberta Flack, Megan Thee Stallion, and “Black Barbies backlit by gas station fluorescence / stunning—singing holy, holy, holy.” In Seraphim’s choral and volcanic world, Zobitz alchemizes terror into courage. In doing so, she “expose[s] what’s damaged to scrutiny and light,” inviting the reader toward their own revolution and revelation as she reminds us to “let sing, every word.”
"Angelique Zobitz’s stunning debut, Seraphim, is animated by a desire that is not easily pinned down. “This could be worship,” she writes in one poem. “Loud and exuberant as every light / leached club where I once got hot and sweaty / to reggae, rubbed underneath some body / as vigorously as kindling before catching fire.” And indeed, the poems in this book spring from that genuine messiness of life, where faith and sensuality are not mutually exclusive, but spill over into one another. Seraphim explores and celebrates Blackness, a childhood in Chicago, motherhood, love, sex, home-cooked meals, the individual and collective power of Black women, survival, and the power of language. “We sang the stars / until each beat / bore aching witness,” one poem affirms, and in these full-throated exaltations, Zobitz’s language sparks and combusts on the tongue and in the heart. These poems will pull you under, time and again, and then raise you back up, gasping and full of light."
"I have read countless brilliant poetry collections, but only a handful that read as
revelations. Seraphim by Angelique Zobitz is one of these revelations. If this book were
a bird, it would be part bird of Paradise, part red-winged blackbird, a celebration of
Black joy, power, and womanhood and a hymn for those who question God “having
learned he only / made you to sing his praises.” Zobitz asks timeless questions about
humanness, suffering, truth and love in the context of America–its violence and beauty,
history of casting out those who dare rise in spite of and in spite of, a rising which may
“give us release / or burn us to the ground. “ Seraphim is the kind of prayer that should
be read by any one who has felt both held and singed by a family, a god, a country. It is
a lamentation and celebration strung from “beauty of glass littered fields grown over,
cracks / exposed for all to see.”
revelations. Seraphim by Angelique Zobitz is one of these revelations. If this book were
a bird, it would be part bird of Paradise, part red-winged blackbird, a celebration of
Black joy, power, and womanhood and a hymn for those who question God “having
learned he only / made you to sing his praises.” Zobitz asks timeless questions about
humanness, suffering, truth and love in the context of America–its violence and beauty,
history of casting out those who dare rise in spite of and in spite of, a rising which may
“give us release / or burn us to the ground. “ Seraphim is the kind of prayer that should
be read by any one who has felt both held and singed by a family, a god, a country. It is
a lamentation and celebration strung from “beauty of glass littered fields grown over,
cracks / exposed for all to see.”