Title | : | Consensual Genocide |
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ISBN | : | 1894770293 |
ISBN-10 | : | 9781894770293 |
Language | : | English |
Format Type | : | Paperback |
Number of Pages | : | 80 |
Publication | : | First published January 1, 2006 |
Consensual Genocide Reviews
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“1. HOW DID YOUR LIFE CHANGE AFTER SEPTEMBER 11????
After everything I’ve made it through, it made me want to die
I didn’t want to live in fascism live on TV
staring me dead in the eye with a retina scanner
and my prints on universal ID
I didn’t want to live after they preemptively nuked
a place not where I’m from
but mine nonetheless
We are all Afghani now all us brown folks
Nepali to native
it doesn’t matter to them”
(from “I didn’t wand the end times / to be like this: 9/11 in seven slams”)
4.5 -
Straight-to-the-point -- Leah Laksmhmi's direct, present writing style makes this collection of her works very accessible and powerful. Her struggle, pain, triumph around her identity, and politics - actively whitewashed by her mother, passively let go by her father -- and her ongoing journey to claim and reclaim her ancestry are the resonating themes in a good portion of her work.
I found her work refreshing, fresh. -
3.75 stars. I can't say I'm fully on board with the title of this collection, but other than that, queer Sri Lankan badass poet is all you need to know.
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4.5
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4.5
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This has been going on for twenty years
but people still go on
feeding chickens
growing pumpkins
commuting to work
If she asked me the state of my heart
I would say
that what I am capable of
is continuing
I want to love my way through scar tissue
from she asked me what my heart was like and I said it was like sri lanka -
Breathtakingly phenomenal read. Very short, but exhilarating nonetheless. The discussions of finding love or being in love in the diaspora, comparing body masses to landscapes, the discussion of survivorship and critiques of the remnants of colonization all fits itself into 73 pages of pure, raw, poetic excellence. Highly recommend.
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not really a fan of the title.
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"eating a $5 plate of string hoppers, I think of my father", "landmine heart" and "At the naturopath's"...
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Basically I feel like it's a privilege for me to be allowed to read these poems.
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Sri Lanka, to Brooklyn, to Toronto, seen through the eyes of a queer daughter of parents who grew up in Ceylon, the country now known as Ceylon. Rich, ironic, political, worldly.
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😍 always. One of my favorite writers of poetry.