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slowtides · 1 year
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when sandra cisneros said "For a long time after, I’d just burst into tears if anyone even touched me. Sometimes it’s like that when somebody touches you and you haven’t been touched in a long time." and when jamaica kincaid said "I felt very sad so I sat down. I felt so sad that I rested my head on my own knees and smoothed my own head. I felt so sad I couldn’t imagine feeling any other way again." and when sonia sanchez said "And I cried. For myself. For this woman talkin’ about love. For all the women who have ever stretched their bodies out anticipating civilization and finding ruins."
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heavensickness · 2 years
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Jamaica Kincaid // Mary Ruefle // Georges Bataille // Eduardo C. Corral // Ocean Vuong // Amatullah Bourdon
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motifcollector · 1 year
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I came to love my father, but only when he was dead, at that moment when he still looked like himself but a self that could no longer cause harm, only a still self, dead; he was like a memory, not a picture, just a memory. And yet a memory cannot be trusted, for so much of the experience of the past is determined by the experience of the present.
Jamaica Kincaid, The Autobiography of My Mother
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kissycore · 1 year
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Lucy, Jamaica Kincaid. 1990. // Planet of Love, Richard Siken. 2005.
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cartermagazine · 2 months
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Today We Honor Jamaica Kincaid
Elaine Potter Richardson better known as Jamaica Kincaid is a Caribbean novelist, gardener and gardening writer. She was born in the city of St. John’s on the island of Antigua in the nation of Antigua and Barbuda.
Kincaid’s short fiction has appeared in the Paris Review and The New Yorker, where her novel Lucy was originally serialized.
She changed her name to Jamaica Kincaid in 1973, when her writing was first published. She described this name change as “a way for her to do things without being the same person who couldn’t do them — the same person who had all these weights”. Kincaid explained that “Jamaica” is an English corruption of what Columbus called Xaymaca, the part of the world that she comes from, and “Kincaid” appeared to go well with “Jamaica”.
CARTER™️ Magazine
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silkmystique · 28 days
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The night-soil men can see a bird walking in trees. It isn’t a bird. It is a woman who has removed her skin and is on her way to drink the blood of her secret enemies. It is a woman who has left her skin in a corner of a house made out of wood. It is a woman who is reasonable and admires honeybees in the hibiscus.
Jamaica Kincaid, from At the Bottom of the River
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loveakii · 9 months
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oldwinesoul · 1 year
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We held hands once and were beautiful. But what followed? Sleepless nights, oh, sleepless nights.
—Jamaica Kincaid, "At Last," At the Bottom of the River
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strvngevsvngels · 2 months
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From Annie John by Jamaica Kincaid
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mmmmalo · 3 months
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Doodles from my Annie John notes
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sinsofthetongue · 1 year
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Girl, by Jamaica Kincaid.
The New Yorker, June 26, 1978
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black-whole · 10 months
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from Vol. 20, No. 1 (Winter 1997) IN HISTORY by Jamaica Kincaid
Returning to a text I read in school to remind myself of something
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ardent-reflections · 9 months
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We held hands once and were beautiful. But what followed? Sleepless nights, oh, sleepless nights.
Jamaica Kincaid, "At Last".
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judgingbooksbycovers · 2 months
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My Favorite Plant: Writers and Gardeners on the Plants They Love
Edited by Jamaica Kincaid.
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bioeco · 2 months
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slowly collecting these images of my favorite authors ...
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silkmystique · 19 days
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“What are the lights in the mountains?” “The lights in the mountains? Oh, it’s a jablesse.” “A jablesse! But why? What’s a jablesse?” “It’s a person who can turn into anything. But you can tell they aren’t real because of their eyes. Their eyes shine like lamps, so bright that you can’t look. That’s how you can tell it’s a jablesse. They like to go up in the mountains and gallivant. Take good care when you see a beautiful woman. A jablesse always tries to look like a beautiful woman.”
Jamaica Kincaid, from At the Bottom of the River
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