Acacia

In my car is a rumpled copy of David Anthony Durham's new book. Rumpled because it has gone everywhere with me this chaotic summer. This has not been without some effort: an overzealous packing binge on the part of my wife forced me to pour out the contents of seven once taped boxes just to make sure that the book went with me and not into some Texan storage locker for two months. Having started reading the text, I'm happy to say it was well worth the effort. The book is strongly written, with prose that never falters or stilts. The themes explored are both ethnically familiar and refreshingly new. Acacia does a rare thing: manages to be fun and sophisticated at the same time. Bravo.