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William Archila's S is For is an investigation of all things dark and invisible where the speaker addresses the dear republic of Central America and its beloved north as two major icons of the imagination. Inventive & compassionate, the poems explore the migrant crisis in a fractured lyric and the haunting past in a reconstructed memorial, always wielding the voice of the immigrant, the refugee, and the ever-present exile as a weapon against invisibility and displacement. Archila navigates the meanings of family spirits, weeds & wildflowers, the urban sprawl in light of trees disappearing and the irreverence to lay down roots with our dead. Most of the collection grapples with death, loss and resistance. It expresses the importance of an inner voice from the perspective of an exile, refugee, immigrant, people with no country, no language, ghost split between two countries, between present and past, between home and foreign. The prosody, the music lessons of these poems spill over and inhabit the mind's attempt to provide shelter. S is for every letter never uttered, but evoked.
William Archila's S is For is an investigation of all things dark and invisible where the speaker addresses the dear republic of Central America and its beloved north as two major icons of the imagination. Inventive & compassionate, the poems explore the migrant crisis in a fractured lyric and the haunting past in a reconstructed memorial, always wielding the voice of the immigrant, the refugee, and the ever-present exile as a weapon against invisibility and displacement. Archila navigates the meanings of family spirits, weeds & wildflowers, the urban sprawl in light of trees disappearing and the irreverence to lay down roots with our dead. Most of the collection grapples with death, loss and resistance. It expresses the importance of an inner voice from the perspective of an exile, refugee, immigrant, people with no country, no language, ghost split between two countries, between present and past, between home and foreign. The prosody, the music lessons of these poems spill over and inhabit the mind's attempt to provide shelter. S is for every letter never uttered, but evoked.
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