Dothead
Poems
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- 5,99 €
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- 5,99 €
Description de l’éditeur
A captivating, no-holds-barred collection of new poems from an acclaimed poet and novelist with a fierce and original voice
Dothead is an exploration of selfhood both intense and exhilarating. Within the first pages, Amit Majmudar asserts the claims of both the self and the other: the title poem shows us the place of an Indian American teenager in the bland surround of a mostly white peer group, partaking of imagery from the poet’s Hindu tradition; the very next poem is a fanciful autobiography, relying for its imagery on the religious tradition of Islam. From poems about the treatment at the airport of people who look like Majmudar (“my dark unshaven brothers / whose names overlap with the crazies and God fiends”) to a long, freewheeling abecedarian poem about Adam and Eve and the discovery of oral sex, Dothead is a profoundly satisfying cultural critique and a thrilling experiment in language. United across a wide range of tones and forms, the poems inhabit and explode multiple perspectives, finding beauty in every one.
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With the ghosts of the motherland, along with the sins of the father, unafraid to cross oceans or centuries, Majmudar (The Abundance: A Novel), a poet, novelist, and radiologist, ponders how much of a person's identity is influenced by environment and how much is defined by nature. Aided by his unforgiving eye and a seemingly effortless ability to electrify his images, he composes a portrait of humankind that exposes its overreliance on the persuasive strength of fear. For example, the collection's title poem finds Majmudar exploring early feelings of otherness when thrown against a whitewashed monolith. The white kids tease the young speaker about his Indian background, specifically his mother wearing a bindi. In retaliation, he takes ketchup and applies a makeshift bindi to his forehead: "the red planet entered the house of war/ and on my forehead for the world to see/ my third eye burned those schoolboys in their seats." He deviates from his usual character sketches to play with forms both common (sonnet, elegy) and unusual (abecedarian), even combining a sonnet and ghazal into a "sonzal." But throughout Majmudar keeps focused on one task: exposing what he views as the hollow American claims to being a "melting pot," as only those who appease the fickle identity of an American are guaranteed their own freedom.
