Poetry's eye loupe: A way to leap home
If not for the pandemic, I would be rereading Simon van Schalkwyk’s Transcontinental Delay on a plane going back to South Africa. The book’s evocative cover, of a rain-streaked window looking onto a plane wing jutting out into the high clouds, reminds me of the strange and lovely moment, last time I flew home, when a choir stood up in the aisles just before the descent to Cape Town and sang acapella. Unable to travel since March last year, stuck in the United States where I teach for a living, I have turned to Transcontinental Delay. This book transports me. With the restless music of i...
Source: dailymaverick.co.za
