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New Directions Publishing Corporation Paperback English

The Jamaica Kollection of the Shante Dream Arkive

being dreamity, algoriddims, chants & riffs

By Marcia Douglas

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New Directions Publishing Corporation Paperback English

The Jamaica Kollection of the Shante Dream Arkive

being dreamity, algoriddims, chants & riffs

By Marcia Douglas

Regular price £13.99
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  • The Jamaica Kollection of the Shante Dream ArkiveThe Marvellous Equations of the DreadTheShante Dream ArkiveFor after three hundred years of slaughter, monk seals know better than to reveal themselves to humans. These days, they stay low, adapting to below surface conditions and establishing habitat with the underwater spirits of drowned horses and slaves disappeared overboard. For things happen below sea that have never been told. There is wheelin there and turnin; and far-far down past brochure azure, cerulean and indigo, there is a vast dark ink and vortices of voices caught up in such a trumpet of rah- &-glory bottomsea sound as to move earth’s axis. And after that, more ink blue, and cobalt and sapphire and a calm-calm wata— velvet and kin to the moon brand new. The monk seals dare not go this far. But the spirits do.
The Jamaica Kollection of the Shante Dream ArkiveThe Marvellous Equations of the DreadTheShante Dream ArkiveFor after three hundred years of slaughter, monk seals know better than to reveal themselves to humans. These days, they stay low, adapting to below surface conditions and establishing habitat with the underwater spirits of drowned horses and slaves disappeared overboard. For things happen below sea that have never been told. There is wheelin there and turnin; and far-far down past brochure azure, cerulean and indigo, there is a vast dark ink and vortices of voices caught up in such a trumpet of rah- &-glory bottomsea sound as to move earth’s axis. And after that, more ink blue, and cobalt and sapphire and a calm-calm wata— velvet and kin to the moon brand new. The monk seals dare not go this far. But the spirits do.