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Highlights
- In this collection, Los Angeles poet Iris de Anda serves as witness to the range of travesties and tragedies resulting from the Trump Era and what came before and continues.
- Author(s): Iris de Anda
- 80 Pages
- Literary Collections, Women Authors
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About the Book
Iris de Anda serves as witness to the range of travesties and tragedies resulting from the Trump Era and what came before and continues.
-Ana Castillo, So Far From God and My Book of the Dead
Book Synopsis
In this collection, Los Angeles poet Iris de Anda serves as witness to the range of travesties and tragedies resulting from the Trump Era and what came before and continues. The poet as testifier, as spy in the hole of society's conscience, as brave foot soldier who pulls the pin on the hand grenade exploding with poetic truths-Iris de Anda ¡Presente!
―Ana Castillo, So Far From God and My Book of the Dead
Review Quotes
"In this collection, Los Angeles poet Iris de Anda serves as witness to the range
of travesties and tragedies resulting from the Trump Era and what came before
and continues. The poet as testifier, as spy in the hole of society's conscience, as
brave foot soldier who pulls the pin on he hand grenade exploding with poetic
truths-Iris de Anda ¡Presente!"
- Ana Castillo, So Far From God and My Book of the Dead
"Iris De Anda writes in the blood of those the unjust system has erased or silenced. She writes for the reimagined, love-filled, and peaceful world to come. I agree, Iris, let's begin again."
- Luis J. Rodriguez, author of Always Running, Borrowed Bones, and From Our Land to Our Land
"Iris De Anda spews volcanic rage that has the potential to cauterize the bleeding heart of a severely wounded nation while roots of redemption are painfully taking hold."
- Rubén Funkahuatl Guevara, author of Confessions of a Radical Chicano Doo-Wop Singer
"The poems in Roots of Redemption; You Have No Right To Remain Silent mark the spots on this colonized timeline where our young black and brown brothers and sisters have been brutalized and murdered by the police, tortured and twisted by this American nightmare...these poems are spilled sangre, a 1000 madres' sorrows and our collectivo grito over the loss of another vida that we will never see again...but make no mistake here, although these poems mark where our familia has fallen they are NOT fallen poems, they are NOT poems of defeat but rather of resistance, rebirth, y revolution...''in the blood that was spilled the seeds were planted these are the roots of redemption taking hold" This is poesia that helps us to remember and to keep going...Iris' poems are candelas at the vigil, estrellas in el cielo."
- Josiah Luis Alderete, author of Baby Axolotls & Old Pochos