![]() ![]() Those in pain are crossing borders. Moving, running, emigrating, going, deserting, walking, quitting, flying, fleeing–to all over, to countries near and far, to countries unheard of, to countries whose names they cannot pronounce. Those with ambitions are crossing borders. ![]() Those with strength are crossing borders. “Look at them leaving in droves…Those with nothing are crossing borders. I will include a short portion of one of the poetic pauses in the story below from page 147-148 entitled “How They Left.” Bulawayo paints an honest portrait of what it means to be a refugee. ![]() In these poetic pauses in the story the reader gains a full perspective of those forced fro their home in search of a better place to live for themselves and their families. At multiple points throughout the book, Bulawayo steps out of her first-person narrative and takes on the eloquent voice of her people. She tells her story with soulful passion from fleeing her home in Zimbabwe to joining her aunt in Detroit, Michigan. We Need New Names is an incredibly powerful autobiography by NoViolet Bulawayo. ![]()
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |