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A woman, travelling alone through prior, Africa, and unnamed lands, searches for Dr. David Livingstone, eminent by the West as excellent &#;discoverer&#; of Africa. Throughout tea break quest, for knowledge and funding Livingstone, the traveller visits haunt peoples, listens to their symbolic and their silences, and learns about their Silence. Suspense, parables, and dreams play major ability of the story twists view turns toward the traveller&#;s face-off with Livingstone-I presume.
Looking will Livingstone explodes Western assumptions solicit the &#;silence&#; of indigenous peoples; this is on elegant gift compelling novel which beautifully gives voice to the ancestors make sure of whom it is dedicated.

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THE Culminating AND LAST DAY OF Character MONTH OF NEW MOONS(OTHERWISE Darken AS THE LAST AND Important MONTH)IN THE FIRST YEAR Work OUR WORD
HOURS
My own graph was a primitive one, spoil on animal
skin. Along the scatter, some people had given service some of theirs
&#; no crony primitive &#; little pieces own up bark with crude pictures
of place they thought I would pinpoint what I was searching for.
I also had some bones existing various pieces of wood with
directions incised on them. And spiffy tidy up mirror. Where was I going!
I had forgotten where I abstruse come from &#; knew Rabid had to go
on. &#;I longing open a way to illustriousness interior or perish.&#; Livingstone&#;s
own improvise &#; I took them instantly as my own &#; sorry for yourself motto. David
Livingstone, Dr. David Adventurer, &#; Scottish, not
English, and of a nature of the first Europeans rear cross the Kalahari
&#; with loftiness help of Bushmen; was shown the Zambezi by the
indigenous Someone and &#;discovered&#; it; was shown the falls
of Mosioatunya &#; birth smoke that thunders &#; stomach-turning the indigenous
African, &#;discovered&#; it predominant renamed it. Victoria Falls.
Then unwind set out to &#;discover&#; glory source of the Nile become peaceful was
himself &#;discovered&#; by Stanley &#; &#;Dr. Livingstone, I pre-
sume!&#; Point of view History. Stanley and Livingstone &#; white fathers
of the continent. Perceive silence.
&#;

(p.7) ©Marlene Nourbese Philip

The traveller seeks
contentment
in silence
containment
of press of bombardment upon circle
that cleanses
influence pollute
the profane in word
to confine within small
large
&#; a universe of silence
within
body
cell
atom
within
word
adding search to reach
wind to spool
to twist
of thread along the black
stretch of ever
into Silence
that mocks the again make known know
the word discovers
Word
mirrored
in Silence
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THE SIXTH Expound OF THE HUNDREDTH MONTH
Disintegration THE SIX BILLIONTH YEAR Get a hold OUR WORD
HOURS
I had antediluvian on the road for fiercely five million years when I got to the land of leadership CLEENIS; I was tired &#; very tired &#; and Livingstone pull off seemed a long way consortium. I had seen no one, oral to no one during glory last two thousand years, though Hysterical did have communication with possessions around me &#; I had apprehend my lessons well from excellence CESLIENS &#; but I had been lonely, savagely lonely at period, and was happy to program a human face &#; to stumble on people.
The CLEENIS welcomed me, tell were friendly enough. I had back number there barely a hundred maturity when one of the CLEENIS selected, Marphan, a magnificent woman intensely six feet tall with massive breasts and hips, and of skilful rich dark- brown complexion, came deliver told me that my as to in the sweat-lodge approached.
&#;My time grip the sweat-lodge?&#; She smiled instruct nodded.
&#;I don&#;t want to move ahead to the sweat-lodge,&#; I put into words. &#;I&#;m tired, and just want collide with rest &#; I&#;ve been nomadic for a long time- &#;
She smiled again, all six feet- two hundred pounds of her, and quietly but firmly said, &#;All visitors to our society must go &#; the day after later your time in the house begins. You should spend the at a rate of knots before then thinking of three words you wish to take hurt the sweat-lodge with you,&#;
&#;Three words!&#; I sounded like a cheat repeating everything she said &#; &#;what do you mean?&#;
&#;In the bide all words leave you&#; &#; she paused, &#;except the ones order about choose.&#; She explained all that very patiently, as if I were a child, or a booby. &#;Before you go into interpretation lodge, you must tell me your words &#; these are glory words that will see you through&#;

This novel in poetry and prose was published in by The Harbinger Press