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A joyful, imagistic discovery of woman as speaker and subject. As a woman, a black, and a lesbian, Brand arrives at a rigorous and nakedly ruthless reclamation of the poetic....

Title : No Language Is Neutral
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ISBN : 9780771016462
Format Type : Paperback
Number of Pages : 56 Pages
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  • Matthew
    2019-03-30 10:27

    So the street is still there, still melting with sunstill the shining waves of heat at one o'clockthe eyelashes scorched, staring the distance of thepark to the parade stand, still razor grass burnt andcropped, everything made indistinguishable from dirtby age and custom, white washed, and the people...still I suppose the scorpion orchid by the road, thatfine red tongue of flamboyant and orange lipsmuzzling the air, that green plum turning fat andcrimson, still the crazy bougainvillea fancying andnettling itself purple, pink, red, white, still the trickle ofsweat and cold flush of heat raising the smell ofcotton and skin... still the dank rank of breadfruit milk,their bash and rain on steps, still the bridge this sidethe sea that side, the rotting ship barnacle eaten stillthe butcher's blood staining the walls of the market,the ascent of hills, stony and breathless, the dryyellow patches of earth still threaten to swamp at the next deluge.... so the road, that stretch of sand andpitch struggling up, glimpses sea, village, earthbare-footed hot, women worried, still the faces,masked in sweat and sweetness, still the eyeswatery, ancient, still the hard, distinct, brittle smell ofslavery.- Return, 1, pg. 10* * *No language is neutral. I used to haunt the beach atGuaya, two rivers sentinel the country sand, notbackra white but nigger brown sand, one river deadand teeming from waste and alligators, the otherrumbling to the ocean in a tumult, the swift undertowblocking the crossing of little girls except on the tiedup dress hips of big women, then, the taste of leavingwas already on my tongue and cut deep into my skinny pigeon toed away, language here was strictdescription and teeth edging truth. Here was beautyand here was nowhere. The smell of hurrying passedmy nostrils with the smell of sea water and fresh fishwind, there was history which had taught my eyes to look for escape even beneath the almost leaves fatas women, the conch shell tiny as sand, the rockstone old like water. I learned to read this from awoman whose hand trembled at the past, then evenbeing born to her was temporary, wet and thrown halfdressed among the dozens of brown legs itching torun. It was as if a signal burning like a fer de lance'ssting turned my eyes against the water even as lovefor this nigger beach became resolute.- No Language is Neutral, pg. 22* * *I want to wrap myself around you here in this line sothat you will know something, not just that I am dyingin some way but that I did this for some reason. Thisgrace, you see, come as a surprise and nothing tillnow knock on my teeming skull, then, these warmwatery syllables, a woman's tongue so like a culture,plunging toward stones not yet formed into flesh,language not yet made... I want to kiss you deeply,smell taste the warm water of your mouth as warm asyour hands. I lucky is grace that gather me up andforgive my plainness.- Hard Against the Soul, 2, pg. 36

  • Emily
    2019-04-09 09:40

    5/5 stars - I never thought I'd be adding a book of POETRY of all things to my favourites list, but the stuff I read for uni continues to surprise me. I can't imagine what it must be like to be able to weave words into poetry so beautifully. This is the kind of poetry I think should be popular right now. Not only is it important (especially because it's Black History Month), but it's GOOD. If you like any kind of poetry at all, I think you need to read this small collection. The way the poems are set up in the book is very interesting as well. With a frame of one poem surrounding the others in the collection. With a focus on black women and the trans-atlantic slave trade, it's incredible power and uncomfortable, but it's REAL.

  • Chaneli
    2019-04-19 10:36

    wooow wow wow!!! i don't even know what to say

  • Aislyn
    2019-04-17 11:21

    A beautiful and emotional collection of powerful poetry regarding identity, culture, the impacts of colonial history and slavery on the Caribbean and the different communities that live there, and many other things. A fantastic read for Black History Month if you're looking to branch out to more authors and enjoy poetry. I did read this for one of my university classes and want everyone to experience it. This collection is so layered, I could re-read it five times and still pull different meanings from it over and over. Highly recommend.

  • Maythee
    2019-04-07 09:34

    This book isn't in print anymore but you can sometimes find it online. It's beautiful, urgent revolutionary poetry. Brand writes it like few others can. I remember wanting to read everything else she'd ever written after finishing this book.

  • Amy
    2019-03-23 16:27

    My personal favourite is: Hard Against the Soul.Awesome awesome feminist canadian author. Can't wait to read more.

  • Atena Oyadi
    2019-03-23 08:34

    Thick, sad poems. Dark and hard to read, but worth the effort. I found this when I first reading Audre Lorde when I was floating around the aisles of used book stores first year of undergrad.

  • Nykea
    2019-04-20 08:22

    Beautiful and genuine."I only know now that my longing for this old woman was longing to leave theprisoned gaze of men.""I know that since an old woman, darkening, cuts herself away limb from limb, sucks herself white"

  • Cameron
    2019-04-09 08:21

    Incendiary, incisive, and pushes, as Brand gorgeously puts it, "hard against the soul."