Her language prefers the effects of simplicity and accessibility. Her meditative voice relies on a vocabulary of the instant and the quickness of a descriptive line. The latter section of the book presents this more meditative vein, often in travel poems from Guatemala and Spain where Abinader especially speculates on the consciousnesses of women. Actions and imaginative interiorities meet briefly, sometimes merging and sometimes passing each other by. In Guatemala, The men take cover in the hillsides of Quich as trucks thick and dangerous with soldiers grind by.
Colors stream down the mountains where the pebble eyes of women stare at the empty roads.
If men disappear into the foliage hiding from other men, then women hide from them all behind their own eyes. For Abinader, like poets engaged with their world, a local address is at best a resting point. Oakland is her port of entry into the rest of the world. All rights reserved. Permission to link to this site is granted.