Four Cities/ Hala Alyan

By:

Alyan, Hala

Material type: Text

TextPublication details: NY; Black Lawrence Press; 2015Description: 102p; 21x14cmISBN:

9781625579393

Subject(s):

PN1-6790 Literature (General)

Summary: Following her mesmerizing debut collection Atrium, Hala Alyan offers a sustaining and luminous meditation on love and war in Four Cities. Baghdad, New York, Beirut, Tel Aviv, Tripoli, Detroit and Paris are just names on maps, 'for when maps fold and countries vanish… it is just you and the dust you carry on your skin.' These gritty, volatile communities dissolve into dreamscapes, redolent with lemons, dazzled with snow, awake to conversation and kisses. The sky is always open for possibilities: fireworks, moonlight, the call to prayer, dandelions parachuting through the air. What a splendid majestic if troubled world we find ourselves in love in.

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Book	SAF Reference Library	Language and Literature	PN1-6790 14.336 (Browse shelf(Opens below))	Available		4939

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Following her mesmerizing debut collection Atrium, Hala Alyan offers a sustaining and luminous meditation on love and war in Four Cities. Baghdad, New York, Beirut, Tel Aviv, Tripoli, Detroit and Paris are just names on maps, 'for when maps fold and countries vanish… it is just you and the dust you carry on your skin.' These gritty, volatile communities dissolve into dreamscapes, redolent with lemons, dazzled with snow, awake to conversation and kisses. The sky is always open for possibilities: fireworks, moonlight, the call to prayer, dandelions parachuting through the air. What a splendid majestic if troubled world we find ourselves in love in.

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