Kalamkari & Cordillera: Poems of India and Chile


poems by Wanda Campbell

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104 Pages
September 27, 2017

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This collection “spattered diversely by the trades that we live by” as Pablo Neruda puts it, reflects the variety of influences that have shaped the poet’s craft. Kalamkari (from the Persian for “pen craft”) refers to the hand-painted and block-printed textiles of South India where the poet grew up, and this section of the collection contains poems combining memories of her childhood with contemporary realities especially those affecting the lives of Indian girls and women. Harsh realities of women’s daily lives force the poet to look at the darker side of a country she loves and yet, like the old woman in the Aesop’s fable, she discovers “there is wonder even in the dregs.” Cordillera (from the Spanish for “mountain chain”) contains poems inspired by the poetry of Pablo Neruda and the country of Chile where he grew up in the shadow of the Andes. Because they were written at the fraught juncture between expectation and exile, appearance and reality, youth and age, memory and truth, these are at once poems of place and deeply personal. India and Chile share much in common including a turbulent colonial past, the challenges of poverty and climate, and a passionate commitment to craft. Imagery and attention to form, shared by Neruda, forge strong links between the two halves of the collection. Both the journeys we do not get to take and the journeys we do not get to keep teach us what it means to be human in relation to others and our chosen craft. By recounting the truth of her experience in both solitude and solidarity, the poet explores the cost of yearning and illuminates some of the perils and pleasures faced by women the world over.

“Inspired by Pablo Neruda, Wanda Campbell’s Kalamkari and Cordillera shows a mature writer at her peak. Compassion and tenderness exist alongside the harshest of socio-political commentary, with Campbell’s imagery exquisite throughout, her lines interwoven like the “Patola” or “silk cloth” she writes of, united in “a weft of darkness and a warp of light.” Speaking of a “girl child” of Andhra, she writes: “her cradle is a sari/tied to a rafter.” Beauty and ugliness; love and loss; freedom and bondage; dichotomies and all of the shades in between colour Campbell’s poetic landscape from the India of her childhood to the Chile of Neruda’s.”

—Myna Wallin, author of Anatomy of an Injury

Wanda Campbell was born and grew up in Andhra Pradesh, South India. She came to Canada at the age of ten, and is a passionate Canadian. She teaches Creative Writing and Women’s Literature at Acadia University in Wolfville, Nova Scotia in view of the highest tides in the world. She has published a novel Hat Girl (2013) and four collections of poetry, Daedalus Had a Daughter (2011), Grace (2009), Looking for Lucy (2008), and Sky Fishing (1997), as well as the poetry chapbook Haw[thorn] (2003). Her poems and stories have appeared in anthologies such as Landmarks: An Anthology of New Atlantic Canadian Poetry of the Land and Body Language, and in journals across Canada including Antigonish Review, Between the Lines, Contemporary Verse II, Dalhousie Review, Descant, Driftwood, existere, Fiddlehead, Gaspereau Review, Grain, Harpweaver, New Quarterly, Northern Cardinal Review, Queen’s Quarterly, Room, Vallum, Wascana Review, and Windsor Review.

Cien Sonetos de Amor

 in the weavings of those invisible fabrics,
                                          galloping water, incessant sand,
                                we make the only permanent tenderness.
—“Morning IX”

Our love is a mosquito net that snares
the sleepless sharks and carnivorous fish
that swim the dream-infested seas. Love scares
away all fevers that defeat the mesh,

but we’re far from the jungle. It’s hot
but not tropical so stings bring no dis-ease.
The net hangs unused, tied in a knot
above me like the sword of Damocles.

I should tuck it around my double bed,
see it as a diaphanous shalom
that hovers light as air above my head,
a pillar of cloud to guide the chosen home.

Poem drifts to prayer as I turn out the light
and dream there are still ninety-nine nets to write.


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