Description
Isaiah was Samuel’s and Samuel was Isaiah’s. That was the way it was since the beginning, and the way it was to be until the end. In the barn they tended to the animals, but also to each other, transforming the hollowed-out shed into a place of human refuge, a source of intimacy and hope in a world ruled by vicious masters. But when an older man—a fellow slave—seeks to gain favor by preaching the master’s gospel on the plantation, the enslaved begin to turn on their own. Isaiah and Samuel’s love, which was once so simple, is seen as sinful and a clear danger to the plantation’s harmony. With a lyricism reminiscent of Toni Morrison, Robert Jones, Jr. fiercely summons the voices of slaver and the enslaved alike to tell the story of these two men; from Amos the preacher to the calculating slave-master himself to the long line of women that surround them, women who have carried the soul of the plantation on their shoulders. As tensions build and the weight of centuries—of ancestors and future generations to come—culminate in a climactic reckoning, The Prophets masterfully reveals the pain and suffering of inheritance, but is also shot through with hope, beauty, and truth, portraying the enormous, heroic power of love.
Leola Wolf @ziemann.maeve_184
July 27, 2021
4
One of the best modern novels I have read. All the characters come alive off the page. The prose is glorious with its poetry always aligned with the narrative. We gain an intimate insight into the individual suffering inflicted on so many millions by the obscene mass genocidal crimes of the slave trade! However how the humanity of these people still manages to rise above the cruelty and abuse. The love of the two young men and the respect it generates inspires - until religion and insecurity conspire against it. Robert Jones radicalism extends to challenge homophobia even in modern day Africa. The Prophets is at times very sad and horrific, but its humanity never fails to move and inspire. You may read reviews that claim it needed more editing: so does much of Dickens, so what? I would have loved it to continue on.