About the book
The poems in Primal Sketches evolve from Caroline Wong’s own experience as a child born in a small village in China and later immigrating to Canada. We come to understand that this uprooting ultimately shapes these poems, and it is this experience that provides the author with a unique sense of insight and empathy, as she explores the most current concerns of environmental crisis, global conflicts and displacement.
Fueled by our perpetual need to find meaning and purpose in our lives, Primal Sketches is a book that considers how our actions profoundly affect the lives of fellow humans as well as the natural world around us, and how our desire to connect, care, and empathize are constantly interrupted by feelings of insecurity and growing anxiety about our uncertain future in a world that is continually bombarded by global conflicts and environmental crises. However, our determination to carry on provides glimpses of hope amid brutal and unthinkable actions and these bright, tender moments reveal our capacity to learn, understand, and love—the essence of our humanity.
About the author
Caroline Wong came to Canada from China in her early teen and lived in Vancouver’s Chinatown with her family from the 1950s to the early 1960s. She is a graduate of the Simon Fraser University’s Writer’s Studio and her work has appeared in Grain, Prism International, Rice Paper, the Prose Poem Project, and West Coast Line. She currently lives in Burnaby, BC.
Excerpt
Apparatus — for Ann Jones: War Is Not Over When It’s Over There are doors people kept closed to block out the cries and screams of desperation but she opened hers wide gave the women in our village cameras to record our daily lives living under our men’s rules. Through the apparatus’s sharply focused eye we slowly saw the darkness that ground our bodies down like meat our eyes blinded our calloused hands and feet tied tongues cut like those of our mothers grandmothers, great-grandmothers. We were not even good enough to eat dirt. From the array of our photographs we saw for the first time the daily battles we fought to survive, feed our children. From the scars in our throats words began to bubble. For the first time in our lives we dared to open a crack the door that locked us in.
Magic/Realism Hummingbird windmills sonic boom at subatomic range, zeroing in. Somewhere in the Himalayas a rock loosens. A climber misses a step, curses. Minuscule whirlwind barely disturbs the mass of tubular-mouthed fuchsia drooping in the aftermath of a drenching September rainfall. Days have passed since the last time I ventured out except to harvest the last of string beans, fuzzy squashes, half-ripe tomatoes, split, green sap oozing nutrients for ubiquitous fruit flies, wasps bumblebees, half drunk, clumsy. Down by the lake I miss the geese that have taken early flights south, driven by unseasoned cold. Three families I watched last summer raising broods so large in number I feared how the parents could ever care for them keep them all safe. My heart broke each time I tallied the slowly fledging goslings, dwindling… Chorus of distant honking, closing in. My autumn mood lifts at the perfect V of their onward flight, arrowing a miracle in perseverance and number.
Reviews
“1 - How did your first book change your life? How does your most recent work compare to your previous? How does it feel different?
When I first started writing, sending my work out, I thought that having my…” >>
— Rob McLennan's Blog
“Journeys of all sorts fill the pages of Burnaby-based Caroline Wong’s new collection of poems, Primal Sketches. Wong takes readers stumbling through hiking paths in British Columbia, trudging along the Camino de Santiago, and fleeing down the Yangtze River. She takes…” >>
— Kyla Neufeld Prairie Books Now
Video
Voices in Verse: Spring 2021 Poetry Book Launch
Join Lori Cayer, James Scoles, and Caroline Wong with host Charlene Diehl for the Voices in Verse: Spring 2021 Poetry Book Launch.