Poetry. African & African American Studies. Asian & Asian American Studies. LGBTQIA Studies. Performance Studies. "Ronaldo V. Wilson explodes all over the mouth of whiteness in LUCY 72 like C�saire stroking the Latin root 'niger, ' courting its deranged figuration. With satire, grace, deep lyric reflection--all inside of the persistent strangulation of a rigorous couplet--the radiant poems in LUCY 72 are a working out and a working on this thing we call 'race.' In these poems, whiteness is abstracted away from color and made manifest in gesture, a relaxed state, a non-awareness, and certain preferences and unperceived privileges. Wilson strips down the symbolic figure, Lucy, exposing her blind and deaf obsession with her own whiteness--'One of my favorite words is alabaster'--and cranks our eyes toward these brutal cultural tropes: there is 'a black' and then there is the effortless abstraction of whiteness; blackness is opaque; whiteness is transparent; blackness, hard object, whiteness, effervescence. LUCY 72 is a haunting, gorgeously written, and absolutely necessary book for our times. When Lucy speaks, we should all listen closely."--Dawn Lundy Martin
"LUCY 72 is an intricate, multi-faceted, rarely used underhand serve executed with the power and skill of a masterful languager. Wilson undertakes and asserts a new kind of self-reflexive portraiture in which all manner of 'body' is addressed. The body historical, the racial body, the flesh body, all gather in an open-air refusal to conform, to resign. Here agency is fiercely nuanced--petaled and thorned...the gloves have come off. Raise your racquet. Loose your head and heart. These poems are a guidebook of rosary beads for crossing the street, returning an out wide serve, and for being transcendently human."--giovanni singleton
RVW is a master. In this collection, he inhabits the character Lucy as if she is a marionette and he is somewhere hidden, pulling strings—to the point where it almost feels exploitative. This is a fascinating work, challenging to be sure, delicate with its rendering and delivery. The commentary it makes on race and gender is really unique—an invaluable, necessary work.
I'm embarrassed to admit this is my first encounter with Wilson's work. Lucy 72 attempts to answer the question—what happens when whiteness/lightness is embodied? How might she engage with blackness and brownness, with race at all? How does she move? A compelling and challenging collection.