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sexoPUROsexoVELOZ and Septiembre are books two and three of Mexican poet Dolores Dorantes’ lifelong project titled Dolores Dorantes. These works consist of fragmented interlocking sequences of poems that create a scaffolding to frame Dorantes’ vivid explorations of the intensely personal and intensely social questions that inhabit the space called “Dolores Dorantes.” Dorantes writes, “May be / I had to forget how…”; it is from within the particular experience she offers of forgetting how that we might, perhaps, begin to remember why.

Dolores Dorantes was born in Veracruz in 1973 and has lived most of her life in Ciudad Juárez, where socioeconomic violence and politically-charged daily brutalities have informed her radically humane and beautifully incisive work as a poet, journalist, and cultural worker. Dorantes is a rare presence in Mexican literary communities, in that she takes a wide-ranging international stance toward poetry and poetics while refusing to accept state support from a government she cannot respect. She has published four book-length works of poetry in Mexico, and is a founding member of the border arts collective Compañía Frugal (The Frugal Company), which counts among its activities publication of the monthly poetry broadside series Hoja Frugal, printed in editions of 4,000 and distributed free throughout Mexico.

Jen Hofer’s translations of Dorantes’ work have appeared in the anthologies Sin puertas visibles: An Anthology of Contemporary Poetry by Mexican Women and War and Peace 2; in the literary journals Achiote; Action, Yes; Aufgabe; Counterpath Online; Kenning; Tampa Review; and Women’s Studies Quarterly; and as a Seeing Eye chapbook.

Mark Tursi on Dorantes’ sexoPUROsexoVELOZ // Septiembre

Christopher Winks on sexoPUROsexoVELOZ // Septiembre

sexoPUROsexoVELOZ // Septiembre
Dolores Dorantes
Copublished with Kenning Editions
$14.95;  140 pages
ISBN 978-9767364-2-4

 
 

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