The Child Poet

by Homero Aridjis, Chloe Aridjis (Translator)

Overview

An icon of Latin American literature captures the strangeness of childhood as he explores the aftermath of a long-ago injury in this “searching, lyrical memoir” with elements of magical realism “reminiscent of García Márquez” (Kirkus Reviews)

Homero Aridjis has always said that he was born twice. The first time was to his mother in April 1940 and the second time was as a poet, in January 1951. His life was distinctly cleaved in two by an accident. Before that fateful Saturday, he was carefree and confident, the youngest of five brothers growing up in the small Mexican village of Contepec, Michoacán. After the accident—in which he nearly died on the operating table after shooting himself with a shotgun his brothers had left propped against the bedroom wall—he became a shy, introspective child who spent afternoons reading Homer and writing poems and stories at the dining room table instead of playing soccer with his classmates. After the accident, his early childhood became like a locked garden. But in 1971, when his wife became pregnant with their first daughter, the memories found a way out. Visions from this elusive period started coming back to him in astonishingly vivid dreams, giving shape to what would become The Child Poet.

Aridjis is joyously imaginative. The Child Poet has urgency but still takes its time, celebrating images and feelings and the strangeness of childhood. Readers will love being in the world he has created. Aridjis paints the pueblo of Cotepec—the landscape, the campesinos, the Church, the legacy of the Mexican Revolution—through the eyes of a sensitive child.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9780914671411
Publisher:	New York Review Books
Publication date:	02/23/2016
Sold by:	Penguin Random House Publisher Services
Format:	eBook
Pages:	153
File size:	2 MB

About the Author

One of Latin America's foremost literary figures, Homero Aridjis was born in Contepec, Michoacan, Mexico. Many of his forty-five books of poetry and prose have been translated into fifteen languages, and his writing has been recognized with important literary prizes. Formerly Mexican Ambassador to Switzerland, The Netherlands, and UNESCO, during six years he was international president of PEN International and is now president emeritus. As founder (in 1985) and president of the Group of 100, an environmentalist association of writers, artists, and scientists, he has received awards from the United Nations, the Orion Society, Mikhail Gorbachev and Global Green USA and the Natural Resources Defense Council. Tiempo de ángeles/A Time of Angels, Eyes to See Otherwise, Solar Poems, and 1492 The Life and Times of Juan Cabezon of Castile are among his books available in English. 

Chloe Aridjis was born in New York and grew up in the Netherlands and Mexico City. After receiving a BA from Harvard, she went on to receive a PhD in nineteenth-century French poetry and magic shows at Oxford. Her 2009 novel Book of Clouds (Grove) was published in eight countries, and won the French Prix du Premier Roman Etranger.

Editorial Reviews

"Proust meets magical realism in this searching, lyrical memoir . . . In this soft-spoken account, [an] accident transforms Aridjis from boisterous lad to a bookish solitary who turns to poetry. It would not be a modernist Latin American literary work without at least a moment reminiscent of García Márquez, and there are many here, as when a suitor rejected by his aunt takes up the habit of sitting in the town square holding a protective umbrella, 'though the sky was clear' . . . A fine introduction to a writer who deserves to be better known to English-language readers."
—Kirkus Reviews

"The Child Poet recounts in prose a series of dreams that the poet experienced during his wife’s pregnancy with his first daughter . . . There is a beautiful symbolism in this book’s being translated by Aridjis’s daughter . . . Aridjis’s imagery is childlike in the best possible sense. It reflects the wonder of seeing things for the first time, the wonderment of dawning awareness, before ending with a sudden, declarative terseness that announces his arrival as a poet."
—The Poetry Review

"This is writing that by the force of authenticity ultimately matters."
—Cleaver Magazine

"Glorious."
—Eileen Battersby, Irish Times (Best Books of 2016)

"Homero Aridjis believes his own poet’s life began after a gun injury in childhood. The injury created the poet yet he is proposing too that childhood is poetry, an accumulative first encounter with the stuff that the rest of the life will be working through.  The writing here is awesomely beautiful—rich, kinetic and even macabre . . . I’m aware throughout that this quick and lucid feeling translation is the product of Chloe Aridjis, the poet’s daughter. To be medium to the matter-of-fact privilege of a male child coming into his own in a man’s world, particularly when that child is your future illustrious dad brings a fantastic and even trans glow to this baroque and embodied tale of youth understanding in hindsight his future powers."
—Eileen Myles, author

"Homero Aridjis's poems open a door into the light."
—Seamus Heaney

From the Publisher

2015-12-06
Proust meets magical realism in this searching, lyrical memoir by the Mexican poet and conservationist. "I am still alive in a fresh wound," wrote fellow poet Octavio Paz. Aridjis (An Angel Speaks: Selected Poems, 2015, etc.) counts his own birth as a poet in a wound suffered when he was 10 years old, when a shotgun he was aiming at passing birds misfired: "Invaded by ammunition, engulfed in the smell of gunpowder, my blood hot and my right hand bleeding," he writes, "I wasn't aware of my state until I tried to take a step and a feeling of being torn apart kept me from moving." In this soft-spoken account, the accident transforms Aridjis from boisterous lad to a bookish solitary who turns to poetry. It would not be a modernist Latin American literary work without at least a moment reminiscent of García Márquez, and there are many here, as when a suitor rejected by his aunt takes up the habit of sitting in the town square holding a protective umbrella, "though the sky was clear." Aridjis' mother is central to the story, from the moment of birth through his traumatized childhood, and she could not have asked for a more affectionate portrait: "To remember her was to have her always in my own past, in the memory of my being, united, inseparably, to my self." We also see the growing importance of the natural world in the author's life and work: the sight of a drop of water sliding off a leaf is enough to distinguish the wounded boy from ordinary people. "I was moved by things that did not interest them," he recalls. Readers wish only that Aridjis revealed more of his process of writing, for the passages of poetry among the prose are lovely incantations: "I / made my poem / and I recited it trembling." A fine introduction to a writer who deserves to be better known to English-language readers.

Kirkus Reviews