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Deaf Republic

Ilya Kaminsky
Barcode 9780571351411
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Release Date: 20/06/2019

Edition: Main
Genre: Poetry & Drama
Label: Faber & Faber
Language: English
Publisher: Faber & Faber

ELIOT PRIZE 2019 SHORTLIST
FORWARD PRIZE 2019 SHORTLIST
POETRY BOOK SOCIETY CHOICE 2019


The long-awaited new collection from Ilya Kaminsky: a remarkable parable in poems which asks us, what is silence?


Deaf Republic
opens in a time of political unrest in an occupied territory.

BBC Radio 4 BOOK OF THE WEEK
T. S. ELIOT PRIZE 2019 SHORTLIST
FORWARD PRIZE 2019 SHORTLIST
POETRY BOOK SOCIETY CHOICE 2019


The long-awaited new collection from Ilya Kaminsky: a remarkable parable in poems which asks us, what is silence?


Deaf Republic
opens in a time of political unrest in an occupied territory. It is uncertain where we are or when, in what country or during what conflict, but we come to recognise that these events are also happening here, right now. This astonishing parable in poems unfolds episodically like a play, its powerful narrative provoked by a tragic opening scene: when soldiers breaking up a protest kill a deaf boy, the gunshot becomes the last thing the citizens hear - in that moment, all have gone deaf. Inside this silence, their dissent becomes coordinated by sign language. The story then follows the private lives of townspeople encircled by public violence: a newly married couple, Alfonso and Sonya, expecting their child; the daring Momma Galya, instigating the insurgency from her puppet theatre; and Galya's puppeteers, covertly teaching signs by day and by night heroically luring soldiers one by one to their deaths behind the curtain. At once a love story, an elegy, and an urgent plea, Deaf Republic confronts our time's vicious atrocities and our collective silence in the face of them.