No Knowledge Is Complete Until It Passes Through My Body The Little Edges In often wildly comic turns

In often wildly comic turns of thought

departures

” (Dirk De Geest op MappaLibri)

Refractive Africa

No Knowledge Is Complete Until It Passes Through My Body The Little Edges In often wildly comic turnsAsiya Wadud Part transcript, part transmission, these poems explore the intelligence of the body, especially the body under duress. As Tina Campt has put it: 'Asiya Wadud is a weaver of magical syllables. In her hands, language has weft and warp, words have intricate texture, and sentences unravel and reassemble as tangled webs of gold. In No Knowledge Is Complete Until It Passes Through My Body, her sentences enfold black feminism in verse. They