Reseña del libro "Ripples: Poems (en Inglés)"
Ripples invites an awakening-"the sun lifting itself, over the fence, and the tree." As we read, "a ripple wave appears ... a pine nut falls into the dark, still pond ..." Dying monarchs, oily waters of the Mississippi, emaciated polar bears-the mindless rush of life is transformed through a meditation of the moment. Mindful observations allow us to see through our fears. Ask the delicate holy basil leaves why we live; watch it grow; steep tulsi; and hear "There's not just you, there's us."Shock waves of the pandemic threaten to kill our abilities to feel and see: shameful social injustices alongside connections. "Look at those two rivers ... Kneel on your knees in the boat. Lean over the edge at the very touching of the two-where the seagulls shimmer off the water-where sun glimmers. ... What do you see now, cupped in your palms? Not the dense brown, like first you saw, not the green-blue, but another color, another color."Poems that help us acknowledge the disease of fear and hatred. How do we think about race, gender, and sexual orientation? "Is our mind, our environment, / and our environment, our mind?" Who are we as a culture of individuals? Self and Other start to bleed into each other. "We paint on our face" to try to function in a society that suffocates diversity, individuality, creativity. While "one thing you can't control / is your heart."
