Monthly Archives: March 2011

Blog #22: Paterson – The Death of Books

“Dead men’s dreams, confined by these walls, risen, / seek an outlet. The spirit languishes, / unable, unable not from innate ability – / (barring alone sure death) // but from that which immures them pressed here / together with … Continue reading

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Blog #21: Paterson- The American Dream

“So I came to America! / But when I got here I soon found out that I / was a pretty small frog in a mighty big pool. So / I went to work all over again. I suppose / … Continue reading

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Blog #20: Paterson- Paterson as Picturesque

“At last he comes to the idlers’ favorite / haunts, the picturesque summit, where / the blue-stone (rust-red where exposed) / has been faulted at various levels / (ferns rife among stones) / into rough terraces and partly closed in” … Continue reading

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Blog #19: The Lacuna- Lies in the Media

Two conversations between Harrison and Bull’s Eye: Conversation one: “What pensions already received?” “None. They got no red cent so far, after discharge.” “How could the newspaper say that if it’s a lie?” “Lob. If the president lies, why wouldn’t … Continue reading

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Blog #18: The Lacuna- “Contamination”

“He said that was their mistake, allowing native blood to mingle with their own to make a contaminated race. The doctor agreed, saying the mixed-race mestizos have made a mess of the government because they are smoldering cauldrons of conflicting … Continue reading

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Blog #17: The Lacuna- Money Doesn’t Make a Knowledgeable Man

“Don Enrique says a full moon pulls up the highest tides of the month [ . . . ] So says a man in a frock coat and breeches who, if he tried to row a boat, would fall out … Continue reading

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Blog #16: The Lacuna- The Conundrum of Mixed Heritage

“The village boys collecting oysters came into the cove and said this beach belonged to them. They screamed Vete rubio, go away blond boy [ . . .]” (Kingsolver 34). “No oyster boys to scream at a rubio who is … Continue reading

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Blog #15: The Lacuna- The “Indios” and Salome

“They smelled the zocalo fire: roasted vanilla beans, coconut milk candies, boiled coffee. The sqaure was packed with couples walking entwined [ . . . ]. The girls wore striped wool skirts, lace blouses, and their narrow-waisted boyfriends” (Kingsolver 8). … Continue reading

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Blog #14: Otis King: A Queens Poem

Huge in size. Children climb up him like they would a tree. Originally from Memphis… he moved here. And he stayed in almost every area of Queens. A mix of good ole’ country and street wise city. long, thick wires … Continue reading

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Blog #13: Fumagalli and Patrick Article: The Use of Language

“It is Philoctete’s voice that launches Walcott’s epic, and a single word (‘them’) subtly inflects his narrative with Creole: ‘This is how, one sunrise, we cut down them canoes.’ This brief speech enables Walcott to both raise and give primacy … Continue reading

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