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Caribbean Beat — September/October 2019 (#159)

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The<br />

reinvention<br />

of poetry<br />

For writer Dionne Brand <strong>—</strong> born in Trinidad and now<br />

based in Canada <strong>—</strong> the shapeshifting, transgressive<br />

possibilities of poetry are essential to understanding<br />

the self, the world, history, and politics. Over a<br />

forty-year career, she has pushed past boundaries<br />

of convention and genre <strong>—</strong> creating something<br />

“unparalleled,” writes Shivanee Ramlochan<br />

Photography by Cole Burston<br />

Don’t take it personally, but Dionne<br />

Brand isn’t gushing to tell you her<br />

life story.<br />

The reason for this is its<br />

own poetry. “My biography is<br />

my books,” she tells me <strong>—</strong> and<br />

anyone who’s read her, across multiple genres,<br />

spanning decades of poetry, fiction, essays, and<br />

hybrid forms, is nodding and saying yes. Her newest<br />

books, The Blue Clerk: Ars Poetica in 59 Versos<br />

and Theory, were launched on the same day in<br />

<strong>September</strong> 2018. How’s that for prolific?<br />

Both books are radical genre-defiers, challenging<br />

a collective Western understanding of<br />

what poetic and prose forms can offer. They are<br />

audacious, shocking, and revealing in the best<br />

possible way. Brand, who lives and works in<br />

Ontario, Canada, has been publishing this kind of<br />

work, writing woven with threads of the brightly<br />

transgressive, since her first collection of poems,<br />

Fore Day Morning, published in 1978.<br />

Before all of these stories were written, a young<br />

girl stood before a field blazing with bright orange<br />

blooms in Guayaguayare, in Trinidad’s southeastern<br />

county of Mayaro. Many Trinidadians would<br />

be hard-pressed to tell you how to drive there, but<br />

for Brand, the village’s urgency as a site of childhood<br />

imagination has never faded. “I remember as<br />

a kid walking from the house,” she says, “trying to<br />

get to these heliconia flowers, this sea of orange,<br />

repeatedly trying to walk towards it, never being<br />

able to get there, getting halfway there and crying.”<br />

When she returned to visit as a young woman, in<br />

her twenties, a part of her, one rooted in her earliest<br />

memories, was astonished at not being able to<br />

locate that field of flowers. That heliconia orange<br />

has “accrued significance as something unreachable,<br />

but quite beautiful.”<br />

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