Publisher's Synopsis
We used to play soccer in the monsoon rains.
Through my windows, I can see acres of fields,
Lying in the ruins of the wind.
The poems in City of Riversthe first full-length collection from 23-year-old wunderkind Zubair Ahmedare clear and cool as a glass of water. Grounded in his childhood in Bangladesh, Ahmed's spare, evocative poems cast a knowing eye on the wider world, telling us what it's like to be displaced and replaced, relocated and dislocated. His poems are suffused with a graceful, mysterious pathosand also with joy, humor, and longingwith the full range of human emotions. City of Rivers is a remarkable and precocious debut.
Through my windows, I can see acres of fields,
Lying in the ruins of the wind.
The poems in City of Riversthe first full-length collection from 23-year-old wunderkind Zubair Ahmedare clear and cool as a glass of water. Grounded in his childhood in Bangladesh, Ahmed's spare, evocative poems cast a knowing eye on the wider world, telling us what it's like to be displaced and replaced, relocated and dislocated. His poems are suffused with a graceful, mysterious pathosand also with joy, humor, and longingwith the full range of human emotions. City of Rivers is a remarkable and precocious debut.
