Dust Tracks On A Road
On sale
13th February 2020
Price: £10.99
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Paperback / ISBN-13: 9780349012216
With a new introduction by JESMYN WARD
‘Warm, witty, imaginative . . . A rich and winning book’ NEW YORKER
‘Devilishly funny and academically solid: delicious mixture’ MAYA ANGELOU
‘One of the greatest writers of our time’ TONI MORRISON
First published in 1942 at the height of her popularity, Dust Tracks on a Road is Zora Neale Hurston’s candid, exuberant account of her rise from childhood poverty in the rural South to a prominent place among the leading artists and intellectuals of the Harlem Renaissance.
As compelling as her acclaimed fiction, Hurston’s literary self-portrait offers a revealing, often audacious glimpse into the life – public and private – of an extraordinary artist, anthropologist, chronicler and champion of the black experience in America. Full of the wit and wisdom of a proud, spirited woman who started off low and climbed high: ‘I have been in Sorrow’s kitchen and licked out all the pots. Then I have stood on the peaky mountain wrapped in rainbows with a harp and a sword in my hands’.
‘Warm, witty, imaginative . . . A rich and winning book’ NEW YORKER
‘Devilishly funny and academically solid: delicious mixture’ MAYA ANGELOU
‘One of the greatest writers of our time’ TONI MORRISON
First published in 1942 at the height of her popularity, Dust Tracks on a Road is Zora Neale Hurston’s candid, exuberant account of her rise from childhood poverty in the rural South to a prominent place among the leading artists and intellectuals of the Harlem Renaissance.
As compelling as her acclaimed fiction, Hurston’s literary self-portrait offers a revealing, often audacious glimpse into the life – public and private – of an extraordinary artist, anthropologist, chronicler and champion of the black experience in America. Full of the wit and wisdom of a proud, spirited woman who started off low and climbed high: ‘I have been in Sorrow’s kitchen and licked out all the pots. Then I have stood on the peaky mountain wrapped in rainbows with a harp and a sword in my hands’.