"I’d always been told freedom would never come
for Puerto Rico. There wasn’t the climate for it.
I ask the farmer about the strawberries. Son silvestres,
he responds, and points to their beautiful excess."
"I must confess, I am addicted to Latin American and Caribbean writing, which is often at once political and personal, as it is rich and satisfying, as Ana Portnoy Brimmer’s “Backyard Burial“ is. Caribbean writing is excitingly alive. What I also like about this folio is that it presents work from Caribbean nationals in the Diaspora, as well as in their Caribbean spaces, confirming that although away from home, Caribbean ‘creatives’ replicate home, heritage and traditions through their art, thus adding to the cultural pot they live in."
-Ann-Margaret Lim on Anomaly's Caribbean Folio
"Brimmer’s poema blushes with lifeblood in the cheeks, picks up its skirts and clatters onto tables, raises its fists in the alleyways. You could say it’s all for love, but love is only the curtain, billowing to let recognition sliding in like the thief you will give everything to, because he knows all your secret names. Of such musicality is the poem composed, that you will feel it in your bones, activating your pulse, sugaring your waistline, lifting your gaze to the box-windows where a thousand small flags of your patria fly. [...] Listen to the stroke-count. Simmer in the syncopation. Take the hand of the man next to you, that hand of plantains and congas and flags. Plant yourself in Puerto Rico."