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Chronicling the vibrant coming-of-age of an emerging nation, April 2, 2008
This review is from: Factory of Tears (Lannan Literary Selections) (Paperback)
The first ever bilingual Belarusian/English book published in the United States, Factory of Tears is the debut American publication by poet Valzhyna Mort, translated into English by Elizabeth Oehlkers Wright and Pulitzer prize-winning poet Franz Wright. Chronicling the vibrant coming-of-age of an emerging nation, Factory of Tears touches upon the re-emergence of cultural heritage and national identity, and the sometimes contentious fallout from such resurrections. A one-of-a-kind work of passion and insight. "Origin of Tears": tears / this is when / your heart is sweating / in the mine of the thorax / never seeing the sun // do you feel the heart's back aching? / do you feel the heart's chest aching? // tears / this is when / the heart spits in your eyes.
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Language studies, September 10, 2010
This review is from: Factory of Tears (Lannan Literary Selections) (Paperback)
Factory of Tears by Valzhyna Mort, poetry
Translated by Elizabeth Oehikers Wright and Franz Wright
Valzhyna Mort is a Belarusian poet whose voice is unapologetic and smart. She doesn't mess around trying to beautify what is not...and yet, she finds beauty in unexpected places. Her poetry doesn't back away from the controversial. This collection is the first book of Belarusian/English poetry published in the US, for which Copper Canyon Press can be very proud.
Belarus has a rich and sometimes violent history as part of the former USSR, and a place where the matter of national language is still debated. Most residents speak Russian, and one source states that only 11% of the population actually speaks Belarusian. Proponents of each side don't appear to have any agreement in sight*. And yet, there are those, such as Mort, working hard to maintain the historical language of Belarus. In any case, Russian and Belarusian are similar and with additional borrowed Ukrainian and Polish words, the language of the country is rich. Mort even addresses such complexity in one poem, where she considers "how do two languages share one mouth/like two women in one kitchen"?
In this language that reflects history and culture, Mort writes equally reflective poetry. "In memory of a book":
books die
out of dark bedrooms
where the only road
paved by a yellow lamp
led to their pages
they are stuffed in every corner of a house
thus turning it into a huge book cemetery
those whose names do not ring any bell
are taken to the attic
where they lay-twenty books in one box-
a mass grave
books become windows
in empty apartments
nobody's heart beats above them
no one shares with them a dinner
or drops them into a bathtub
nobody watches them
lose their pages
like hair
like memory
books age alone
In one entitled "For A.B.", she paints a parallel between children and identity as well as heritage:
it's so hard to believe
that once we were even younger
than now
that our skin was so thin
that veins blued through it
like lines in school notebooks
that the world was like a homeless dog
that played with us after class
and we were thinking of taking it home
but somebody else took it first
gave it a name
and trained it stranger
against us
and this is why we wake up late at night
and light up the candles of our tv sets
and in their warm flame we recognize
faces and cities...
Somehow I picture the typical wornout world map, with its faded blue background and the mysterious lines, as a background for this poem. How strange to live in a place where the lines have moved, often inexplicably!
There is a moodiness to the poems that lends itself to topics of dreams, life, and death. Humor is sprinkled throughout and she uses images of tears, hair, and children to personalize the mysteries of belonging and believing. Her youth is evident in crisp words that are magnified by the enjambment so that we feel the anxiety and confusion.
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A book of power and wit, January 1, 2011
This review is from: Factory of Tears (Lannan Literary Selections) (Paperback)
I have to start by saying that I am WAITING for Valzyna Mort to publish another book of poems. That is the best way to describe the impact that her work has on me. I've read Factory of Tears many times and love to go back to it often. It is a book where nostalgia, pain, fear, and sorrow are thrown onto the table without waiting to see what our reaction will be. But these emotions come through full of power, funk, and wit; unapologetic, as another reviewer states.
Mort opens to us her little world of childhood and of Minsk in contrast to a vast world of possibilities, both internal and external. Many of her poems show how dreams are intertwined with disillusion, but she still keeps a willingness to weave them. Some of my favorite poems are "for A.B.," "Marriage," and "In Memory of a Book."
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