Friday, September 16, 2011
Ed Bok Lee and Bao Phi both have new books out; some thoughts
It should be no surprise that the Twin Cities are home to some of the best poets in the country, spoken-word or otherwise. We’re particularly lucky to have Ed Bok Lee and Bao Phi, both of whom just released new books through Coffee House Press. If you like poetry, spoken-word or just good writing in general, you need to know these names. They’ll be having a joint book release reading on September 24 at the Minneapolis Central Library at 8pm.
The capital-p Poetry here is breathtaking. Coming from a spoken-word background, I tend to value content and how the writing serves the central thesis of a given piece more than the pure lyric qualities of the poetry. But Ed does both extremely well here—the writing is unpredictable, formally-challenging and downright pretty, but it also communicates. This isn’t art for art’s sake, but it’s as good (in a traditional sense) or better than most poetry that does identify like that. And that’s no small feat.
Highlights include “If in America,” a gut-punch of a poem exploring the 2004 Chai Vang case (video above), “Ode to Bruce Lee,” a deceptively complex meditation on race, masculinity and culture, and the sprawling, powerful “Whorled,” which creates connections between language and history, between human communication and inscrutable time itself.
It’s a hell of a read. Sherman Alexie and Li-Young Lee think so too, if my word isn’t good enough for you. Here’s a purchase link.
The highlight here is probably the section called “The Nguyêns,” a brilliant and even-more-brilliantly-realized concept that looks at over a dozen unrelated characters all with the same last name. These characters each own their culture(s) and struggle with their identities in different ways, and the result is a moving (in both senses of the word), impressionistic portrait of Vietnamese America. Other poems like “Race,” “Giving My Neighbor a Ride to Her Job” and more talk about race and racism in this country in a way that is eloquent yet unforgiving, righteously angry yet never once weighed down by the sensational histrionics associated with so much spoken-word.
The best poetry is transformative—it breaks you down, changes you, makes you see the world in a new way. “Sông I Sing” does that as well as any poetry book I’ve ever read. It’s gorgeously angry, laugh-out-loud funny and I even teared up a couple of times while reading it. And again, don’t take my word for it—Jeff Chang, David Mura and Li-Young Lee all loved it too. Here’s a purchase link.
I hope you'll check out both of these collections. They both remind me what poetry is capable of, and give me inspiration to keep writing, reading, listening and communicating. Maybe they will for you too.