From Here to There: Uneven Steps Marking Time

By clement white

From Here to There: Uneven Steps Marking Time is a collection of poetry on a range of topics, which are considered universal. There is a variety of themes, ranging from the largely theoretical to the social or political.

• Language: English
• Publisher: AuthorHouse
• Release date: Dec 18, 2017
• ISBN: 9781546218609

clement white

Clement A. White, the son of Charles White and Marjorie Asta Stevens, is from St. Thomas, Virgin Islands, but spent a significant portion of his formative years on St. Croix, where his father was born and raised. He obtained his A.A. from the College of the Virgin Islands (now UVI), BA and MA degrees from Kent State University and his Ph.D. from Brown University. He is the author of: Decoding the Word; Network of Spheres; Wey Butty: A Poetic Journey In Search of a West Indian Identity; Come Lemme Hea Yoh Yank Soursap; Bings Deh Quaksa & Other Stories, From Here to There: Uneven Steps Marking Time. He is also the author of various articles, including on Nicols Guilln, Agustn Yez, and Langston Hughes. White is currently a Professor of Spanish/Latin American Literature at the University of Rhode Island where he has served as Director of the Graduate Program in Spanish since 1998.

Book preview

PART I

Uneven Steps To Nowhere

Broken stairs protruding outward

Result of inexact architecture

Zigzagging stairs

destiny unsure

Signaling by their mere style

Guarantees of uneven steps

Proof of lapsing seconds and moments

Lost within the frenzy of designated

Yet unassigned inevitabilities,

Splintered stairs with their

Suggested upward motion in a

Fierce drive to stand still,

Motionless stairs

Still stairs

Still symbolically ascending and descending

In a paradoxical game of confusion,

And illusion

Where contradictory motions

Lay claim to movement control, stairs so fractured

They baffle those using them

As guide,

Unsure stairs

Uneven steps

Quickly moving

Rushing

Nowhere

Inscription

Sobbing sounds awoke me,

unstructured silhouette imbedded

in the wall beckons me

I refused to approach that wall

where countless acts of nature

are repressed by time’s coarse hands,

amid sobbing sounds with my name sporadically

echoed,

Dexterity is the name of

nature’s cantankerous