Imagine a man
whose country is taken over – and he’s forced to change his name so that it
sounds like one belonging to the new political power. Imagine that same man
emigrating to America, and one again having his name changed to sound less
“foreign” and more pronounceable, at least for the immigration official.
Imagine that man accepting the last change in his name and getting on with his
life in his new country.
This is
part of the story Karen Paul Holmes
tells in her new poetry collection No
Such Thing as Distance. And the man with the three names is her father.
This sense
of change of family pervades the 46 poems of the collection. She writes of
other things, but it is her family poems – about relatives, her father,
herself, her children – that provide the structure of the poems.
To
continue reading, please see my post today at Tweetspeak
Poetry.
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Thank you!
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