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The Ink-Dark Moon: Love Poems by Ono no Komachi and Izumi Shikibu, Women of the Ancient Court of Japan translated by Jane Hirshfield, with Mariko Aratani
I'm deeply unqualified to judge classical Japanese poetry, but this seems like a pretty decent translation. I happened to read this one because it's the one the library had, which did make me wonder rather about why these particular poems and why these two authors were put in one volume and that sort of thing, but the translation sounds good and I assume these are the major poems of these two authors, though again, there's almost no context provided except a brief biography of the two poets. I don't really know what other translations are out there and I wouldn't not recommend this one, except that I kept wanting context, though I suppose it's a sign of a good poet-style (as opposed to academic-style) translation that I didn't need it for the individual poems which are largely unfootnoted and don't need said footnotes to be understandable as poems.

Suki by Suniti Namjoshi
This is half a memoir of the author's late cat and half discussion of meditation and I have to say that I found the bits about the cat more interesting. It's slight and charming, but might be a bit twee if you find people talking to their cats and having the cats answer back in English to be twee. Her insights into meditation/the personal insights she derives from meditation do feel like genuine insights, and yet I feel like I know so little about Namjoshi/the narrator that I don't actually care very much about her meditations on the origins of her personality. Cute cat anecdotes though.

Intimate Apparel/Fabulation: Two Plays by Lynn Nottage
These are two plays that deal in different ways with African-American women and the ways in which men take advantage of their achievements. The first is about a early 20th century seamstress in New York who corresponds with a labourer in Panama and ends up marrying him, and the second is about a successful businesswoman whose life is falling down around her after her husband steals all her money and fucks off, and how she returns to her family of origin in her distress. I don't really know how to talk about them because I found them both (they are, in a sense, time-separated mirrors of each other and that's why they're published as a single volume) excellent and yet they're both awfully depressing. I don't know that I'd want to go to see either of them played, and yet they both struck me as powerful and portraying their subject in a very clean, important way.

China in Ten Words by Yu Hua, translated by Allan H. Barr
The blurb claims that this book explains China through the lens of ten culturally important words. It doesn't. But what it is is memoir-essays with single word titles, and those are excellent. Yu Hua lived through the Cultural Revolution and served as a barefoot dentist (his term) for a while before beginning to write novels. He does a fantastic job of showing the degree to which children can be both unknowing about and culpable in societal brutality: in his case, during the Revolution. He also writes about how China has changed since then. An interesting perspective.
[identity profile] seekingferret.livejournal.com
Two very, very different takes on the ghetto novel. It probably goes without saying, but both these novels should carry warnings for omnipresent rape, violence, and drug abuse.

15) Eldorado Red by Donald Goines

Apparently a classic example of a 1970s street novel. Eldorado Red runs a numbers game. He's on the top of the world, with women all around him, plenty of money, and people who do whatever he tells them to. His son Buddy apprentices to Red while planning revenge for Eldorado Red having abandoned his mother. And that's when things start taking a turn for the worse for Eldorado Red.

A cast of absurd gangsters and druggies and hitmen populate the lively streets of the story and Goines keeps the action moving with a brilliant sense of plotting. It's a classic pulp story, nothing of any redeeming literary value about it but extremely entertaining.


16 King Maker by Maurice Broaddus

This is the story of King Arthur, recast as an Indianapolis gang war. It is incredibly bad and incredibly hilarious. King's 'Knights" include Wayne, a counselor with a Church ministry; Lott, a low end Fedex employee; Percy, the mentally damaged, simple son of a crackwhore; Lady G, a runaway high school dropout who likes to scrap. King is mentored by Merle, a homeless white guy who talks to his squirrel, Sir Rupert. Their enemies include Dred, King's half-brother sorceror and major Indianapolis gang leader and Green, apparently a reincarnation of the Green Knight, with all sorts of vegetable elemental powers. The book ends with King killing a dragon in a slum basement with his Caliburns, custom-made, gold-plated automatic pistols.

I cannot wait to read the sequel even though I kept covering my eyes in horror as I read.



tags: african-american, sff, drama, pulp, a: broaddus maurice, a: goines donald
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8. Brown Girl in the Ring by Nalo Hopkinson

This has already been reviewed several times, so I doubt I'm going to say anything new here. Overall, I liked this book a lot, and have added other books by Hopkinson to my wishlist. It wasn't perfect. Sometimes the writing was a bit clumsy, and at times I felt it was a bit slow moving. There was a lot of detail and description, which was great because it established this fascinating and original future world, but I felt it also slowed the pace a little. I loved that this was different - not based on European mythologies, like most fantasies are. I also thought the dialogue was very well written, and the big finish was perfect.

9. Sunday You Learn How To Box by Bil Wright

This has also been reviewed here before. It's set in 1968, and centres on a 14 year old boy, Louis Bowman, who lives with his mother and stepfather in a housing project.

It is a very good novel. The writing style is great, and it tackles many issues I'm interested in - Louis is gay, suffers from depression, and really doesn't fit in. The scene in which he went to a party and stood pretending he was helping the DJ instead of socialising felt painfully real. The characters were complex and real. Louis' mother let his stepfather abuse him - encouraged it, even - but was also shown to be a woman with her own ambitions, struggling to do her best to improve her life. Ray Anthony, the local 'hoodlum' Louis gets a crush on, defies stereotypes to act as a kind of protecter to Louis, and the friendship that grows between the two is very sweet.

It did take me a while to get into this. Louis is a character I found difficult to like, although that changed as the book went on. To be honest, I didn't much like the beginning - it starts with a very dramatic event, then skips back several months, which is something I'm never a fan of. But the ending was beautiful and sweet, and left me with a happy glow.
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I'm still not completely sure who Sister Souljah is, but I was in Barnes and Noble with my boys yesterday and saw the cover to this, and recognized the name from somewhere. I picked the book up, started reading, and fifteen pages later was still standing there reading.

And yes, I'm done, 28 hours later. It's that good.

Winter Santiaga is a rich, spoiled, beautiful brilliant teenager whose father is a drug dealer. They live in Brooklyn and have everything anyone could wish for: the best clothes, jewels, cars, the works. She's overprotected by her doting father, but like all teenagers, she manages to circumvent the rules and have fun anyway.

Winter, for all her faults, is such a teenager that I couldn't help but love her.

But then it all starts to fall apart. (cut for spoilers) )

One thing I liked about this book was how real it felt, what a variety of people were in it, how the characters were portrayed. It drew me in like few books have.

This is an excellent read; highly recommended.
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A Soldier's Play, Charles Fuller
1982

This play won the 1982 Pulitzer Prize for Drama.  It's set in an Army training camp in the deep South (Louisiana) in 1944, during the Second World War, and it is, at least in one sense, a murder mystery.  Vernon Waters, a black sergeant who was responsible for a group of black enlisted men, has been found shot to death outside the base's nightclub.  Who did it?  One of the white Southern officers, resentful of "uppity negroes" in the forces?  Klansmen from the nearby town?  One of Waters' own men? 

The Army sends an investigator to look into the death: Captain Davenport, an Army lawyer and the first black officer most of the men on the base have ever seen.  Davenport sets about interviewing all of Waters' men, one by one, trying to learn about the complex dynamics that existed within this group of men from many different backgrounds and parts of the country, and between them and the white officers who rank above them all.  All this, and he also has to contend with Captain Taylor: the men's well-intentioned commanding officer, who is furious that Headquarters sent a Negro to investigate -- because, he says, he wants justice for Waters, and the people around here will never let a white man be brought to justice on a black man's word...

If the play were a paint-by-numbers piece "about race," or "about racism," of course it wouldn't be very good (though I suppose it might be educational).  But the characters come alive, the tension runs high, and so what you see is humans in history navigating through a minefield of restrictions, assumptions, fears and aspirations that for a contemporary reader (at least, for me) are in many ways as foreign as another culture or country.  I added a tag "institutionalized racism" to this one, because it's hard for me to explain how strange and shocking it is to read about this essentially pre-integrated Army -- when as long as I've been alive the Army has seemed like one of the most relatively egalitarian, and indeed integrated, of our national institutions.  But it wasn't always that way, not even sixty years ago...

Anyway, I recommend this play to people interested in, well, in any of the elements I've mentioned.  I think I give it three and a half out of five stars.

Also, a tangential note: The copy of the play that I read listed in its front matter the cast of the 1982 opening production in New York, which featured not only Denzel Washington but also Samuel L. Jackson.  That seems like a pretty amazing coincidence to me.  But then I wondered if perhaps the available roles for black actors were so few that it was not too surprising that the cream of the nation's acting talent would be concentrated in a single mostly-black New York production.  Then I wondered to what extent that has changed between then and today.

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