“I know now that what is tragic isn’t the moment. It is the memory.”
“The people passing beneath us all were beautiful in some way – beautifully thin, beautifully obese, beautifully Afroed, or cornrowed, or bald. Beautifully dressed in bright African dashikis and bellbottomed jeans, miniskirts, and halters.”
I received an Advance Reader’s Copy of this book from the publisher, and I’m grateful that I did. The above quotes are just two examples of the wonderfully poetic prose in which Woodson writes. She takes you back to the 1970s and allows you to see, feel, taste, and smell the environments and elements of Another Brooklyn. This is definitely a must read — enjoyed it thoroughly!
Here is a review by D.L.: http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1699204575