Under explicit (and convincing) instructions from our narrator not to describe this story as magic realism, I'll say instead that it's threaded with the divine. Augustown begins with a re-imagining of an actual event—the failed ascension of Alexander Bedward, a 19th century Jamaican preacher who fell from atop a tree amid his parishioners rather than float to heaven as he had promised. Most of the novel takes place a century later, but Bedward's story echoes throughout. Kei Miller's affection for his characters comes through best in his vivid use of the regional patois. Moving and gripping, with an emotional gut-punch…