The Gathering of Bastards: African Poetry Book
Autor Romeo Oriogunen Limba Engleză Paperback – 30 sep 2023
Like I knew, standing
on the seashore, the hunger
wracking a migrant’s body
is movement.
—from Romeo Oriogun’s “Migrant by the Sea”
The Gathering of Bastards chronicles the movement of migrants as they navigate borders both internal and external. At the heart of these poems of vulnerability and sharp intelligence, the poet himself is the perpetual migrant embarked on forced journeys that take him across nations in West and North Africa, through Europe, and through American cities as he navigates the challenges of living through terror and loss and wrestles with the meaning of home.
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Specificații
ISBN-13: 9781496234032
ISBN-10: 1496234030
Pagini: 144
Dimensiuni: 152 x 229 x 11 mm
Greutate: 0.22 kg
Editura: Nebraska
Colecția University of Nebraska Press
Seria African Poetry Book
Locul publicării:United States
ISBN-10: 1496234030
Pagini: 144
Dimensiuni: 152 x 229 x 11 mm
Greutate: 0.22 kg
Editura: Nebraska
Colecția University of Nebraska Press
Seria African Poetry Book
Locul publicării:United States
Notă biografică
Romeo Oriogun was born in Lagos, Nigeria, and now lives in Iowa. He is the author of Sacrament of Bodies (Nebraska, 2020) and Nomad.
Extras
It Begins with Love
In the fishing village, a man whispers, Let no body,
bloated and gone, find its way to my boat.
He gives thanks to the wild, to the ant
running from his sandals, to the vulture standing
over the roadkill. Romeo, the day begins
with love, I tell you. After a long night,
after the rain, after the sleep of hibiscus,
the world opens its hands to sunlight.
There is time for everything, for the child
down the street struggling with his clarinet,
for the laborer kissing his wife’s belly,
for the newborn seeing color. It begins
with love, I tell you, even prayers,
and I have stood in the middle of a field,
amid the gaze of antelopes. I have prayed
for thunder, a rod on my head. I, who lived
for ten months without a friend, whose sole fear
is the world so full of love, so full of loneliness,
I have panicked, wondering if to hold a drowned body
is to hold a part of myself. And from across the open
field, we hear it, a fisherman’s rescue call, another body
washed out the river; we run toward it. It begins with love,
I tell you, even burial—the hand covered with sand,
a crown of seaweed. I walk to him; a song leaves me.
Omi, spare us in death, spare us in life. In the strangeness
of villages I suffer; what else is there to do?
In the fishing village, a man whispers, Let no body,
bloated and gone, find its way to my boat.
He gives thanks to the wild, to the ant
running from his sandals, to the vulture standing
over the roadkill. Romeo, the day begins
with love, I tell you. After a long night,
after the rain, after the sleep of hibiscus,
the world opens its hands to sunlight.
There is time for everything, for the child
down the street struggling with his clarinet,
for the laborer kissing his wife’s belly,
for the newborn seeing color. It begins
with love, I tell you, even prayers,
and I have stood in the middle of a field,
amid the gaze of antelopes. I have prayed
for thunder, a rod on my head. I, who lived
for ten months without a friend, whose sole fear
is the world so full of love, so full of loneliness,
I have panicked, wondering if to hold a drowned body
is to hold a part of myself. And from across the open
field, we hear it, a fisherman’s rescue call, another body
washed out the river; we run toward it. It begins with love,
I tell you, even burial—the hand covered with sand,
a crown of seaweed. I walk to him; a song leaves me.
Omi, spare us in death, spare us in life. In the strangeness
of villages I suffer; what else is there to do?
Cuprins
Acknowledgments
I. Departure
It Begins with Love
Ballet in the Cold
A Letter from the Village of Trees
Night Songs
Cotonou
The Wild Mystic
Wishbone
Ouidah
Late December in Abidjan
The World Demands from Us Our Existence
A Little Cartography of Violence
Nadoba
Crossing into Togo
The Sea Dreams of Us
Wind Whisperer
A Village Life
There Is No End Here
On the Road to Paradise
The Abandoned Church Camp
Welcome
Migrant by the Sea
The Drowned
On Leaving
At the Bus Park in Bamako
This Way to Water
Migrant at the Sahara
Someday the Desert Will Sing
Ait-Ben-Haddou
A Train Stop in the Sahara
At the Edge of the Desert
Mist
The Gallery at the End of Time
II. Remembrance
From Darkness into Light
In the Middle of August, I Saw the Sky
A Stranger in Aba
Last Days of General Abacha
Remembrance
Under the Mango Tree
Harmattan
The River Is by the Door
Falling Dusk
At Midnight I Dreamt of Rapture
Before the Arrival of Rain
The Gathering of Bastards
Waiting for Rain
At Lagos Polo Club
III. Wanderer
Assimilation
Asylee in the Evening of the World
The Migrant of Padua
O Blue Waters, O Ships!
In the Museum of Fine Arts, I Remembered Home
All Winter I Had No Love
Walking along Harvard Square
Flyway
Atlantic Beach
On Belonging
San Juan
A Man of Good Fortune
Before Nightfall
Solstice
A Phone Call from Exile
Nomad
Full Moon
Isla Verde
Lamentation
Offerings
Ode to Shadows
Echoes
The Revolution Is Over
Returnee
Salute from the Boston Cold
I. Departure
It Begins with Love
Ballet in the Cold
A Letter from the Village of Trees
Night Songs
Cotonou
The Wild Mystic
Wishbone
Ouidah
Late December in Abidjan
The World Demands from Us Our Existence
A Little Cartography of Violence
Nadoba
Crossing into Togo
The Sea Dreams of Us
Wind Whisperer
A Village Life
There Is No End Here
On the Road to Paradise
The Abandoned Church Camp
Welcome
Migrant by the Sea
The Drowned
On Leaving
At the Bus Park in Bamako
This Way to Water
Migrant at the Sahara
Someday the Desert Will Sing
Ait-Ben-Haddou
A Train Stop in the Sahara
At the Edge of the Desert
Mist
The Gallery at the End of Time
II. Remembrance
From Darkness into Light
In the Middle of August, I Saw the Sky
A Stranger in Aba
Last Days of General Abacha
Remembrance
Under the Mango Tree
Harmattan
The River Is by the Door
Falling Dusk
At Midnight I Dreamt of Rapture
Before the Arrival of Rain
The Gathering of Bastards
Waiting for Rain
At Lagos Polo Club
III. Wanderer
Assimilation
Asylee in the Evening of the World
The Migrant of Padua
O Blue Waters, O Ships!
In the Museum of Fine Arts, I Remembered Home
All Winter I Had No Love
Walking along Harvard Square
Flyway
Atlantic Beach
On Belonging
San Juan
A Man of Good Fortune
Before Nightfall
Solstice
A Phone Call from Exile
Nomad
Full Moon
Isla Verde
Lamentation
Offerings
Ode to Shadows
Echoes
The Revolution Is Over
Returnee
Salute from the Boston Cold
Recenzii
“‘I walk alone, trying to find / the whisper of roads, trying to sieve through water / the haunting’ writes Romeo Oriogun in the book that is a journey, both through place and history, yes, but also the soul. To say that The Gathering of Bastards is an impressive collection is an understatement. It is one of soul-making indeed. Here ‘rain bears witness to bodies / thrown overboard slave ships,’ and the spell of verbal music bears wisdom. Oriogun is a kind of writer whose music will never stop. The kind that will survive the test of time. Bravo.”—Ilya Kaminsky, author of Deaf Republic
Descriere
The Gathering of Bastards chronicles the movement of migrants as they navigate borders both internal and external.