By Patricia Smith
In minute-by-minute aspect, Patricia Smith tracks typhoon Katrina because it transforms right into a full-blown mistress of destruction. From August 23, 2005, the day Tropical melancholy Twelve constructed, via August 28 whilst it grew to become a class 5 hurricane with its “scarlet glare fastened at the trembling crescent,” to the heartbreaking aftermath, those poems evoke the horror that spread out in New Orleans as the USA watched it on television.
Assuming the voices of flailing politicians, the death, their survivors, and the voice of the storm itself, Smith follows the woefully insufficient aid attempt and stands witness to households held captive on rooftops and within the Superdome. She provides voice to the thirty-four nursing domestic citizens who drowned in St. Bernard Parish and remembers the day after their deaths while George W. Bush observed state singer Mark Willis on guitar:
The cowboy grins during the negative din,
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And within the 9th, a choking girl wails
Look like this state performed left us for dead.
An unforgettable reminder that poetry can nonetheless be “news that remains news,” Blood Dazzler is an important step towards nationwide healing.
Patricia Smith is the writer of 4 past collections of poetry, together with Teahouse of the Almighty, winner of the Hurston/Wright Legacy Award and the Paterson Poetry Prize. A record-setting, nationwide poetry slam champion, she used to be featured within the movie Slamnation, at the HBO sequence Def Poetry Jam, and is a widespread contributor to Harriet, the Poetry Foundation’s weblog. stopover at her site at www.wordwoman.ws.
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