Asia & Haiti presents two long poems by Los Angeles poet Will Alexander, which, in the broadest sense, are about the cultures, economics, politics, history, and social concerns of the title regions. Alexander's poetry presents a remarkable re-writing of a history. Caught up in the vortex of a surrealist vision and tornadoes of language, his words call up an American equivalent of Aime Cesaire.
Born in 1948, Will Alexander is a poet, novelist, essayist, playwright, visual artist and pianist. He was the recipient of a Whiting Fellowship for Poetry in 2001 and a California Arts Council Fellowship in 2002. He was also the subject of a colloquium published in the prestigious African American cultural journal, Callaloo in 1999. Author of nine previous books, Alexander has taught at various colleges including University of California, San Diego, New College (San Francisco, CA), Hofstra University, and Jack Kerouac School of Disembodied Poetics, in addition to being associated with the nonprofit organization Theatre of Hearts/Youth First, serving at-risk youth. He is a lifelong resident of Los Angeles.
from Asia it is we who send up smoke through the archives (25) [...] the subsumed & radical midnight of atoms (32) [...] so we ask what is the fate of inherence? what are its principles? its lodges? its perpetual rigidity & lack of unfoldment (41) [...] we of new migration cycles we of salt & blank ambrosial growings of the life of vastitude of intermittent immensity & flying are un-remitting continuous innumerable undying” (70)
from Haiti we the pressure & the cyclone of Haiti (71) [...] we exist as other bodies of oxygen like a collective force of burning ink & kings (119) [...] here we’ve shattered inoperable plain song therefore we speak with the same incessant elusives with riddling poltergeist connectives with the maturated scarring with the ceaseless untenable bone grafts blurred between albescence & crow (129)
"for we were snatched from our former existence as absence & presence in a void of compound abrasions drowning in murky cataracts & confusion yet our dauntless alabaster motives ringing in the beauty of Dahomean translucence as Haitian lunar suns transpire in lingering visual ignatics"