Hail King Kincaid, for she is ferocious uncompromising honest and brave. Jamaica Kincaid spends a lot of her time dispensing what a critic so accurately put, awful truths; truths people spend a lot of time trying not to acknowledge. Understanding this Jamaica Kincaid takes us on a journey of discovery. We did not intend to travel on or wanted to, but once there we are familiar with the landscape. Even though we've never been there before; however our existence now, depended on our familiarity with said scene, then.
In "The Autobiography Of My Mother" Jamaica Kincaid has us on this road. Strange at it may seem Jamaica Kincaid's autobiography of her mother is similar to the autobiography of my mother, your mother, our mothers, of mothers past and mothers to be. For, in revealing Xuela's story that starts with her mother death. Jamaica Kincaid's story is the story of her mother. Kincaid's mom's story like Lamarckism or osmosis unveils itself in Kincaid's amniotic fluid, like the colonial history of her beloved island is exposed to Jamaica Kincaid in a foreign land. Xuela did not have to live on that little island or meet her mother. They're consequences of her upbringing. Like genetic evolution or ideology repeated over and over; her identity her island pride revealed in another country; a set of contradictions and ambivalence that come to define, or mess with, our lives.
But what is so awful about that. Well, this is the exciting part. Kincaid is sexual, very sexual without apology or shame. A big deal, because sexuality like a lot of contradiction, interlopers, shame, and guilt. Present themselves in all matters sexual hell-bent on clearing us. Their presences are Kincaid's nemesis. There to be conquered with Kincaid's empowering sexuality. Shame and guess make their appearance in "Girl" for criticizing the preadolescent daughter for squeezing bread. And for being the kind of person for whom the baker will not let squeeze the merchandise. Criticized for playing marble in a skirt. Criticized for the way, Xuela wears her hair or Lucy's smells.
Kincaid's mother like her island's morality is there to engage her. And if you pay attention they will reveal awful truths. Not just in your life but that of your mother. However unremitting, Kincaid is showing a need for love with her willingness to engage. This quest for love will eventually define her. Like her little island. And her dead mother. Available only in the arms of someone else's husband to be acquired. Or in a foreign land and symbols: the white man, white lady; Also to be captured by this woman who arrived on a banana boat.
Xuela Claudette Richardson, our protagonist, is sensual like Kincaid. She revels in sexuality exposed in her unloved life. What Xuela seeks in her sexuality is the feeling she is missing. A nemesis, not a lover. She is looking for someone to love or, hate; Her sexuality like the Phoenix raises from the ashes of her mother, like all of …Read more