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The Leaf in His Ear Left, the golden leaf bears from his ear. At eighteen, Bushman fighting to control diamonds in his glass head. The waters of the river swirl by. I and I Rastaman, with knotty India hair, has long ago ceased. The good Lord swallowed him up. Into Guiana forests. North-west. Dogs bark [...]
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Edgar Mittelholzer For the past thirty years Mittelholzer disappeared totally, his books obtainable only second hand, and his reputation solidified as at best being that of a literary ancestor, a pot-boiling writer obsessed with sex and race-mixing and given to right-wing, authoritarian views . . . — At the Caribbean Literary Salon blog, Peepal Tree [...]
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Lower Potaro River, Guyana, with Kaieteur Falls just visible in the distance. Photograph by Nicholas Laughlin Deeply influenced by the “mythic method” of high modernists like Eliot and Joyce, Harris set out to redescribe his society sub specie eternitatis — through the lens of an historical consciousness which reached back several centuries and encompassed the [...]
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Walter Rodney addressing an audience in Guyana, late 1970s “Respice, adspice, prospice” is a Latin phrase that roughly means “examine the past, examine the present, examine the future. Very few lived more completely under the embrace of this phrase than Walter Rodney. From the moment that Rodney (the 30th anniversary of whose assassination is being [...]
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Excerpt from The Terror and the Time, Rupert Roopnaraine’s 1979 film, including Martin Carter’s reading of his poem “This Is the Dark Time My Love” Were Martin Carter still alive, he would be eighty-three today. Carter’s life and work have been much on my mind the past months. They offer exemplary matter for contemplation of [...]
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