Country Between Us

Country Between Us

by Carolyn Forche
     
 

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The book opens with a series of poems about El Salvador, where Forché worked as a journalist and was closely involved with the political struggle in that tortured country in the late 1970's. Forché's other poems also tend to be personal, immediate, and moving. Perhaps the final effect of her poetry is the image of a sensitive, brave, and engaged young

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The book opens with a series of poems about El Salvador, where Forché worked as a journalist and was closely involved with the political struggle in that tortured country in the late 1970's. Forché's other poems also tend to be personal, immediate, and moving. Perhaps the final effect of her poetry is the image of a sensitive, brave, and engaged young woman who has made her life a journey. She has already traveled to many places, as these poems indicate, but beyond that is the sense of someone who is, in Ignazio Silone's words, coming from far and going far.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780060909260
Publisher:
HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date:
03/28/1982
Series:
Harper Perennial
Pages:
64
Sales rank:
756,735
Product dimensions:
6.12(w) x 9.25(h) x 0.16(d)

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IN SALVADOR, 1978-80

In memory of Monsignor Oscar Romero

Caminante, no hay camino

Se hace camino al andar.

Antonio MachadoSAN ONOFRE, CALIFORNIA

We have come far south.
Beyond here, the oldest women
shelling limas into black shawls.
Portillo scratching his name
on the walls, the slender ribbons
of piss, children patting the mud
. If we go on, we might stop
in the street in the very place
where someone disappeared
and the words Come with us! we might
hear them. If that happened, we would
lead our lives with our hands
tied together. That is why we feel
it is enough to listen
to the wind jostling lemons,
to dogs ticking across the terraces,
knowing that while birds and warmer weather
are forever moving north,
the cries of those who vanish
might take years to get here.

1977

THE ISLAND

FOR CLARIBEL ALFGRIA

IN Deya when the mist
rises out of the rocks it comes
so close to her hands she could
tear it to pieces like bread.
She holds her drink and motions
with one hand to describe this:
what she would do with so many
baskets of bread.

Mi prieta, Asturias called her,
my dark little one. Neruda
used the word negrita, and it is
true: her eyes, her hair,
both violent, as black
as certain mornings have been
for the last fourteen years.
She wears a white cotton dress.
Tiny mirrors have been stitched
to it--when I look for myself
in her, I see the same face
over and over.

I have the fatty eyelids
of a Slavic factory girl,
thepale hair of mixed blood.
Although Jose Marti has said

What People are saying about this

Margaret Atwood
"Here is a poetry of courage and passion, which manages to be tender and achingly sensual and what is often called 'political' at the same time. This is a major new voice."

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