Juan Felipe Herrera’s Half of the World in Light
[Note: This review is the third in a series. For the first two reviews click here and here.]
Juan Felipe Herrera, Half of the World in Light: New and Selected Poems
In my experience, novel-weight new and selected collections of poetry offer two routes of approach. One is to read them as we read anthologies or journals: as pools of poems we can dip into as our whims inspire or our needs demand. The other is to read straight through, to see what sense we can make of the whole. When we read the first way we read for the poems; when we read the second way, we end up (inevitably, I’ve found) reading for the poet.
I mention this because I suspect the differences between these two approaches matter more than usual for a book like Half of the World in Light, Juan Felipe Herrera’s collection of new and selected poems. I can tell you with full confidence that the story of Half of the World in Light is a story of Herrera fashioning himself as a self-consciously Chicano poet, and yet that description, accurate as I am convinced it is, will tell you nothing about a poem like “6:01 am,” from Herrera’s 1996 book Love After the Riots:



