In lieu of an abstract, here is a brief excerpt of the content:

nothing personal is recorded here, you must know that, but one year the viciousness got to be too much the news was advertisement for movies, the movies were the real killings the baked precipitous ditches, twisted metal hulks of things that used to be, fires intense as black holes, voids in schoolyards and hotels, in kitchens and prophetic boys all this became ordinary far from where it happened the Arab faces were Arab faces after all, not even the western hostages were hostages, the lives of movie stars were more lamentable, and the wreckage of streets was unimportant The Poetry of Dionne Brand / 23 ...

Share