Wow! What a book. I opened the pages
and couldn't stop reading until I was done. Engle's writing is pure
bliss as you can see from the quotes in the following sections.
Margarita Engle is a child of two
cultures. Her mother grew up in Cuba and her father in America. She speaks two
languages. She sees the world in disparate ways.
Is there anyway that two people
from faraway places
can ever really
understand each other's daydreams?
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There are two themes in this book
that resonate with me.
There is the beauty of Cuba. My
partner and I visited for a couple of weeks a number of years ago. We were
lucky that he had made connections through a music project he had
worked on. These new friends introduced us to a Cuba we would not otherwise
have seen, a land of contradictions and heartbreaking beauty.
I also came of age in the 60s.
Margarita Engle is two years older than I am. Her words whisper of experiences
that murmur in the shadows of my own early life. She alludes to but never
directly reveals how hard it was for her to live through the Cuban missile
crisis in America. I thank her for helping me understand my history through
her eyes.
Our old black-and-white TV
flickers,
as if it has a conscience
and is reluctant
to keep showing
one horror after another.
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If you haven't read this book, I highly recommend you go out and get it.
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