Homegoing by Yaa GyasiThis award-winning and remarkably compact generational novel is one that I hope to carry with me in my mind and heart always -- all the more amazing because it is Gyasi's debut novel, written when she was just twenty-six. (What was I doing when I was twenty-six? Never mind . . .) One specific point is that Yaw Agyekum's classroom discussion of the scar on his face (pp. 125-27) is the most succinct yet insightful demonstration of the imperative to approach history critically and thoughtfully that I know, a beautiful and charming anecdote that would lure anyone with a soul into thinking about the beauties and perils of historiography. More generally, I love Homegoing because of the artfulness with which it dispenses (tacitly) with the hackneyed metaphor of slavery and racism as a “stain.” That metaphor is too passive, too mild, too devoid of intent. Here, instead, slavery, racism, and their legacies are *fire* – destructive, ravenous, all-consuming, searing and scarring phenomena; what they destroy has to either will itself back into verdant existence or simply cease being. That’s pitted against the metaphorical theme of water, which is something pure, healing, liberating, revivifying, the means of finding one’s true self and seeing oneself truly. -- Michael Cooper, Margarett Root Brown Chair in Fine Arts, Professor of Music