Paraíso
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Winner, 2017 CantoMundo Poetry Prize
Paraíso, the first book in the new CantoMundo Poetry Series, which celebrates the work of Latino/a poets writing in English, is a pilgrimage against sorrow. Erupting from a mother’s death, the poems follow the speaker as he tries to survive his grief. Catholicism, family, good rum . . . these help, but the real medicine happens when the speaker pushes into the cloud forest alone.
In a Costa Rica far away from touristy beaches, we encounter bus trips over the cold mountains of the dead, drug dealers with beautiful dogs, and witches with cell phones. Science fuses with religion, witchcraft is joined with technology, and eventually grief transforms into belief.
Throughout, Paraíso defies categorization, mixing its beautiful sonnets with playful games and magic cures for the reader. In the process, moments of pure life mingle with the aftermath of a death.
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
Shores-Arg ello (In the Absence of Clocks) returns to his mother's Costa Rican hometown on the occasion of her death in his latest, winner of the inaugural CantoMundo Poetry Prize. The title also references the poet's home or one of them. In poems displaying consummate craft, Shores-Arg ello continues his exploration of the "back and forth" of transnationalism, whereby people experience multiple ways of belonging to multiple locales simultaneously. That belonging is tinged with longing. Stepping from a bus into "the orchid heat," Shores-Arg ello asks, "How is it that I have come this far/ with nothing, that I am empty-/ handed in this country of blessings?" The book is equal parts elegy, travel journal, and compilation of recipes, rules, and prayers. Structurally, the open and varied forms of the first and last sections relieve the tension of the formally segregated sonnets of the second section and the couplets of the third. Shores-Arg ello records encounters between strangers, loved ones, and new acquaintances, those "little connections" that help the poet both grasp and release "the shaggy wolf called grief." And truths of the Costa Rican cloud forest gleam throughout: "We live in the permeable/ skin of an amphibian, all the world's a frog." Though the collection can sometimes feel too neatly organized, as a whole it works a magic of distraction, reparation, and healing.
