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Poet, novelist, anthropologist, and translator Marilyn Chin will read her work at San Diego State's Love Library (Room 430) on Wednesday, October 17 at 7 p.m. The event is free and open to the public.
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"Chin’s exploration of cultural assimilation often carries harsh political overtones . . . Other poems reflect upon the scars borne by diverse Asian Americans," issues such as sexual objectification and the challenges of bicultural identity explains the Poetry Foundation.
The Survivor
Don't tap your chopsticks against your bowl. Don't throw your teacup against the wall in anger. Don't suck on your long black braid and weep. Don't tarry around the big red sign that says "danger!" All the tempests will render still; seas will calm, horses will retreat, voices to surrender. That you have this way and not that, that your skin is yellow, not white, not black, that you were born not a boychild but a girl, that this world will be forever puce-pink are just as well. Remember, the survivor is not the strongest or most clever; merely, the survivor is almost always the youngest. And you shall have to relinguish that title before long.
[from The Phoenix Gone, the Terrace Empty]
Poet, novelist, anthropologist, and translator Marilyn Chin will read her work at San Diego State's Love Library (Room 430) on Wednesday, October 17 at 7 p.m. The event is free and open to the public.
http://sandiegoreader.com/users/photos/2012/oct/06/32998/
"Chin’s exploration of cultural assimilation often carries harsh political overtones . . . Other poems reflect upon the scars borne by diverse Asian Americans," issues such as sexual objectification and the challenges of bicultural identity explains the Poetry Foundation.
The Survivor
Don't tap your chopsticks against your bowl. Don't throw your teacup against the wall in anger. Don't suck on your long black braid and weep. Don't tarry around the big red sign that says "danger!" All the tempests will render still; seas will calm, horses will retreat, voices to surrender. That you have this way and not that, that your skin is yellow, not white, not black, that you were born not a boychild but a girl, that this world will be forever puce-pink are just as well. Remember, the survivor is not the strongest or most clever; merely, the survivor is almost always the youngest. And you shall have to relinguish that title before long.
[from The Phoenix Gone, the Terrace Empty]