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Arresting reports of hardship, hope, 21st-century exile and the open road from a debut poet who has known them all
Flitting from the mud-soaked floors of Venice to the glittering, towering constructions of the Abu Dhabi of his childhood and early adulthood, from the ‘disposable cities’ composed of shanty towns and rough encampments which spring up wherever new resources are discovered to present-day London and North America, Andre Naffis-Sahely’s bracingly plain-spoken first collection gathers portraits of promised lands and those who go in search of them- travellers, labourers, dreamers; the hopeful and the dispossessed. This is poetry as reportage, as much an act of memory as of sinuous, clear-eyed vision. As this arresting new poet has remarked elsewhere- ‘I don’t like poems that invent memories; I have enough of my own.
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Arresting reports of hardship, hope, 21st-century exile and the open road from a debut poet who has known them all
Flitting from the mud-soaked floors of Venice to the glittering, towering constructions of the Abu Dhabi of his childhood and early adulthood, from the ‘disposable cities’ composed of shanty towns and rough encampments which spring up wherever new resources are discovered to present-day London and North America, Andre Naffis-Sahely’s bracingly plain-spoken first collection gathers portraits of promised lands and those who go in search of them- travellers, labourers, dreamers; the hopeful and the dispossessed. This is poetry as reportage, as much an act of memory as of sinuous, clear-eyed vision. As this arresting new poet has remarked elsewhere- ‘I don’t like poems that invent memories; I have enough of my own.