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            Dear readers,

            After more than a decade of active publication in print and online, The Caribbean Review of Books has been on indefinite hiatus since October 2016. It’s time to say publicly that we don’t plan to resume regular publication in the foreseeable future — although we leave open the possibility of a future return, and future evolution.

            The economics of publishing a magazine like the CRB were always difficult, especially given our mitment to pay our writers, however modestly. Unable now to summon the resources to do so, our focus will be to plete the online archive of our back issues, dating to 2004, and ensure this remains freely accessible to all readers.

            Many thanks to our numerous contributors over the years, and to our even more numerous readers, who gave the CRB purpose and motivation.

            The editors
            January 2020


            Havana harbour

            Under the weather

            David Knight, Jr, reviews Climate and Catastrophe in Cuba and the Atlantic World in the Age of Revolution, by Sherry Johnson:

            “New evidence suggests that the period between the years 1748 and 1804 — a time of great political upheaval, often referred to as the Age of Revolution — experienced climate fluctuations consistent with what we know today as the El Ni?o and La Ni?a cycles . . . Johnson is curious whether the Age of Revolution’s apparent political instability and its extreme weather patterns are purely coincidental — and if not, how they are connected within the geographic area she studies.”

            Image above: view of Havana from Géographie plète et universelle (1855), by Malthe Conrad Bruun. Public domain image posted at Flickr by the British Library


            botánica in new york city

            At the Kiosk of La Gitana

            A poem by Loretta Collins Klobah:

            “Mira, guapo, I have something for you.
            I have tucked it here, close to my heart.
            Don’t be tímido, voilà! Choose a packet.
            Well, take it out; tetas don’t bite . . .”

            Image above: the display window of a Puerto Rican botánica in New York City. From a photograph by Matt Green, posted at Flickr under a Creative mons license


            irenee shaw the secret

            The self, centred

            Nicole Smythe-Johnson reviews See Me Here: A Survey of Contemporary Self-Portraits from the Caribbean, edited by Melanie Archer and Mariel Brown:

            “The attitude of Barbadian Sheena Rose’s Too Much Make-Up II (2013) on the front cover and the peek-a-boo of fellow Barbadian Ewan Atkinson’s Bubalups/Mother Sally: Private Audition (2013) on the inside cover index the spirit of what follows. These works are not shy, they are not polite. They confront, they shock, they play, stretching the concept of the self, through the other and beyond.”

            Image above: The Secret (1992), by Irénée Shaw; oil on canvas, 32 x 32 inches. Courtesy Robert & Christopher Publishers


            Detail of relief on the Arc de Triomphe

            Portrait of a dictator

            J. Michael Dash revisits Alejo Carpentier’s Reasons of State:

            “The novel’s real purpose is to invert Descartes’s Discourse on Method. While the French philosopher rigorously argued that the first principle of philosophy was the rational self, in Carpentier’s novel this self has bee a voluble erotomane given over to language which is ‘luxuriant, sonorous, baroque, Ciceronian, original in imagery, implacable in epithets, sweeping in its crescendos.’”

            Image above: detail of La Marseillaise by sculptor Fran?ois Rude, a relief on the Arc de Triomphe, Paris. From a photograph by Richard Mortel, posted at Flickr under a Creative mons license


            Still from Mala Mala

            In transition

            Isabel Guzzardo reviews Mala Mala, a documentary film directed by Antonio Santini and Dan Sickles:

            Mala Mala follows nine transsexual or transgender individuals, each with vastly different opinions and experiences, forming a group that is far from homogenous . . . One must also consider the central location of the film, Puerto Rico: a country whose diffuse political status of ‘free associated state’ keeps it in permanent transition.”

            Image above: Queen Bee Ho, one of the subjects of Mala Mala


            red shovel

            From the CRB archive:

            Grime is not always grime

            Fiction by?the late Anthony C. Winkler, excerpted from his novel Dog War, and first published in the August 2006 CRB:

            “You get to Miami from Jamaica by crowding aboard a brushed-metal pipe outfitted with clumsy appendages and pretending that it was right-minded and Christian to sit with strangers thirty thousand feet up in the breeze as if beneath your feet was the forting solidity of God’s good ground. Or so it struck Precious Higginson, who on the roaring and quivering take-off of her flight muttered a prayer aloud that drew an inquisitive stare from the businessman sitting next to her.”

            Image above: posted at Flickr by Adam Bindslev under a Creative mons license


            Dustjacket of first edition of In the Castle of My Skin

            Circa 1953

            The CRB’s “Circa” column is an experiment in literary time travel: classic books of Caribbean literature reviewed by writers of the present, as though they were transported back to the time of original publication, and are unaware of the books’ subsequent reputation or their authors’ later careers. First in the series is Karen Lord on In the Castle of My Skin, George Lamming’s debut novel:

            “One hundred years hence, or even less, what injustices and atrocities will we be taught to forget? What new myths will we repeat to ourselves? Will there be new empires for our loyalties, new Americas for our yearnings, new Panamas for our earnings? Or will we remain as we have been for so long, two hundred to three hundred thousand souls with big dreams on a small rock?”

            Image above: dust jacket of the first edition of In the Castle of My Skin, with an illustration by Denis Williams; from the H.D. Carberry Collection of Caribbean Studies, University of Illinois at Chicago Library, Special Collections and University Archives. Posted at Flickr under a Creative mons license


            East Indian Woman, Trinidad, B.W.I.

            Into the dark waters

            Nishant Batsha reviews Coolie Woman: The Odyssey of Indenture, by Gaiutra Bahadur:

            “In seeking out her great-grandmother and the thousands of women who left India to labour abroad, Bahadur discovers that only some narratives can be found. Others, however, can only begin and end in question marks. She knows such punctuation invites the reader into a moment of pause — of awe, of horror, of wonder.”

            Image above: Detail of East Indian, Trinidad, B.W.I., a postcard from the Michael Goldberg Collection, courtesy the Alma Jordan Library, University of the West Indies, St Augustine


            The CRB’s online archive includes the full contents of every issue since 2009, and selections from older editions. In the ing months, we will add the full contents of every past issue to the new archive and subject index.