Colors of Africa FROM THE PUBLISHER
This extraordinary, candid account of James Kilgo's African sojourn conveys the untamed beauty of the bush country with the attention of a seasoned naturalist and the wonder of a first-time visitor. With startling immediacy Kilgo recalls what Zambia's Luangwa River valley revealed to him: its voices, scents, textures, and, most meaningfully, colors. Hues like sienna, ochre, and umber forged a visceral link between the people, animals, and landscapes Kilgo encountered and the muted palette of ancient rock paintings in caves and overhangs across southern Africa. Kilgo barely knew the man who invited him to Africa. A further complication: the trip was a big-game safari, which conjured troubling images of privilege and excess. Yet he went, as an observer, for Africa had enthralled him since boyhood. Kilgo's recollections of his fellow travelers and the safari staff -- their forays into the bush, visits to nearby villages, and long evening talks about nature, family, and faith -- are all informed by a growing awareness of Africa's complexities and contradictions. As he reflects on the swirl of customs and beliefs all around him, as he and his traveling companions draw closer together, Kilgo measures what he has learned firsthand about Africa against his readings of those who came before him, including explorer and missionary David Livingstone, writers Ernest Hemingway and Isak Dinesen, and environmentalists Mark and Delia Owens. Kilgo thinks often about hunting: about the days-long initiatory rites of local native hunters; the motivations, beyond money, that can drive a poacher; the carnage the animals visit on each other nightly just outside the walls of the idyllic safari compound. Near the end of his stay, he is offered the chance to hunt a kudu, the great antelope of storied elusiveness. Pondering this unexpected opportunity, Kilgo wonders: Has he connected sufficiently with this remarkable place to justify his participation in the hunt? Is he ready, and above a
SYNOPSIS
Kilgo grapples with Africa's beauty, complexity, and contradictions in this candid account of his sojourn through the untamed bush as a first-time visitor to Africa. A former director of the creative writing program at U. of Georgia, Kilgo recounts the voices, scents, textures and colors; daylong initiatory rites of local hunters; and the motivations (beyond money) of poachers. As he travels with a big- game safari, he measures his first-hand education against his readings of those who came before himincluding explorer and missionary David Livingstone, writers Ernest Hemingway and Isak Dinesen, and environmentalists Mark and Delia Owens. Annotation ©2003 Book News, Inc., Portland, OR
FROM THE CRITICS
BookPage
James Kilgo, who died in December 2002, was an exceptional, starkly honest writer. This literate, moving, unsentimental book--his last--will take you to a world you may have only imagined.
The Atlanta Journal Constitution
Throughout this memoir, Kilgo creates his distinctive sort of prose poetry, turning even an animal's death into something stunning.
Library Journal
This heavily illustrated safari book is laden with the familiar themes of big game; exotic creatures; poor, corrupt, but fascinating natives; and, of course, images of beautiful landscape. Kilgo, an English professor and author of Daughter of My People and Inheritance of Horses, recounts his trip to Africa as an observer of a big-game safari, enlisted to immortalize an otherwise ordinary experience in the bushes of Zambia. Influenced by the works of pioneers like David Livingstone, Ernest Hemingway, and Isak Dinesen, Kilgo compares his own experiences to those of previous writers to help him comprehend and explain what unfolds before him during the assignment. He writes about his fellow travelers and the safari staff, their visits to nearby villages, and their evening talks about the meaning of life. Although his attention to detail is invigorating, it serves up nothing new. The journey takes on a healing mission for the author, and it is actually the parallel story of his illness and search for a new source of life that gives the book more profound meaning and makes it worth reading. Yet it is sad that Kilgo's desire to live should be associated with a mission to kill, and his literary skills ultimately do not make up for the shallowness of the assignment. An optional purchase. [Kilgo died in December 2002.-Ed.]-Edward K. Owusu-Ansah, CUNY Coll. of Staten Island Lib., NY Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.