Edouard Glissant (1928–2011)

Not entirely sure I always knew what was going on or who was who—nor whether that disorientation was intentional.

Play about the Haitian revolutionary figure that I read for a college class on postcolonial literature. Lots of meaty po-co theory in here, if you're into that sort of thing ;P

Two lines from Poetics of Relation:

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We are not prompted solely by the defining of our identities but by their relation to everything possible as well – the mutual mutations generated by this interplay of relations.

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Understood in its full-sense, passion for the land where one lives is a start, an action we must endlessly risk.

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Albert Loeb gave this to me when I was visiting his gallery in Paris