Description
Rock-Salt-Stone sprays life-preserving salt through the hard realities of rocks, stones, and rockstones used as anchors, game pieces, or weapons. The manuscript travels through Africa, the Caribbean, and the USA, including cultures and varieties of English from all of those places. The poems center the experience of the outsider, whether she is an immigrant, a woman, or queer.Sometimes direct, sometimes abstract, these poems engage different structures, forms, and experiences while addressing the sharp realities of family, sexuality, and immigration.
About the Author
ROSAMOND S. KING is a creative and critical writer, performer, and artist. She is the author of the critical book Island Bodies: Transgressive Sexualities in the Caribbean Imagination. She is an associate professor of English at Brooklyn College.
Reviews
"Because bodies are not rocks but get weighed down by them when tossed into the ocean to drown. Because bodies are not consumed by mouths but are covered in salty sweat and can be beaten like meat. Because bodies have mouths but can not always speak without being stoned and sometimes the mouths make the wrong shapes and so the bodies become demons then ghosts then demons then ghosts again. Because the bodies wash up on the shore and wash up still. Because all things that are life become death like water or salt or stone or rock or other bodies and when not all the bodies fit together huddled on the rock, and so as some bodies cling to the hard surface with their bruised fingers and open mouths, other bodies shove those bodies off, without blinking, because blinking would be memory, and here, in the unraveling hardness and conjuration of demons, memory is not always honest and words are not always true."-Janice Lee
"King (Island Bodies), an accomplished scholar and performer, opens her formally daring verse debut with a version of "My Bonnie Lies over the Ocean," recasting it to address Afro-Caribbean diasporas, and starring Yoruba deities Eshu, Oshun, and Ogun. "My brawn it belongs to the Ogun/ my blood it flows into the sea/ the two meet inside a black body/ and whisper you fight to be free," runs one of several verses before the newly meaningful call to "Bring/ Back." It is representative of several defining elements of the book, among them a deep engagement with history and mythology, a sense of play, and formal techniques that require the reader to hear-not just read-the poem...King uses English while writing beyond and against the bounds of its conventions, and also to foreground the speaking, hearing body-and importantly, the black, queer, female body-as the site where language originates and lands."-Publishers Weekly
Book Information
ISBN 9781937658618
Author Rosamond King
Format Paperback
Page Count 72
Imprint Nightboat Books
Publisher Nightboat Books
About the Author
ROSAMOND S. KING is a creative and critical writer, performer, and artist. She is the author of the critical book Island Bodies: Transgressive Sexualities in the Caribbean Imagination. She is an associate professor of English at Brooklyn College.
Reviews
"Because bodies are not rocks but get weighed down by them when tossed into the ocean to drown. Because bodies are not consumed by mouths but are covered in salty sweat and can be beaten like meat. Because bodies have mouths but can not always speak without being stoned and sometimes the mouths make the wrong shapes and so the bodies become demons then ghosts then demons then ghosts again. Because the bodies wash up on the shore and wash up still. Because all things that are life become death like water or salt or stone or rock or other bodies and when not all the bodies fit together huddled on the rock, and so as some bodies cling to the hard surface with their bruised fingers and open mouths, other bodies shove those bodies off, without blinking, because blinking would be memory, and here, in the unraveling hardness and conjuration of demons, memory is not always honest and words are not always true."-Janice Lee
"King (Island Bodies), an accomplished scholar and performer, opens her formally daring verse debut with a version of "My Bonnie Lies over the Ocean," recasting it to address Afro-Caribbean diasporas, and starring Yoruba deities Eshu, Oshun, and Ogun. "My brawn it belongs to the Ogun/ my blood it flows into the sea/ the two meet inside a black body/ and whisper you fight to be free," runs one of several verses before the newly meaningful call to "Bring/ Back." It is representative of several defining elements of the book, among them a deep engagement with history and mythology, a sense of play, and formal techniques that require the reader to hear-not just read-the poem...King uses English while writing beyond and against the bounds of its conventions, and also to foreground the speaking, hearing body-and importantly, the black, queer, female body-as the site where language originates and lands."-Publishers Weekly
Book Information
ISBN 9781937658618
Author Rosamond King
Format Paperback
Page Count 72
Imprint Nightboat Books
Publisher Nightboat Books
