Wednesday, August 10, 2022

June Jordan

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POEM ABOUT MY RIGHTS  Even tonight and I need to take a walk and clear my head about this poem about why I can’t go out without changing my ...
Thursday, January 21, 2021

William Waring Cuney

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She does not know her beauty, she thinks her brown body has no glory. If she could dance naked under palm trees and see her image in the riv...
Tuesday, January 19, 2021

Carolyn Forché

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The Colonel  WHAT YOU HAVE HEARD is true. I was in his house. His wife carried a tray of coffee and sugar. His daughter filed her nails, his...
Saturday, September 12, 2020

Julia de Burgos

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  Ay ay ay, que soy grifa y pura negra grifería en mi pelo, cafrería en mis labios; y mi chata nariz mozambiquea. Negra de intacto tinte, ll...

Frank O'Hara

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TO THE POEM  Let us do something grand   just this once          Something  small and important and  unAmerican          Some fine thing  wi...
Thursday, August 20, 2020

Lucille Clifton

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  today i mourn my coat. my old potato. my yellow mother. my horse with buttons. my rind. today she split her skin like a snake, refusing to...

Toi Derricotte

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  Joy is an act of resistance                     Why would a black woman                                 need a fish                   to l...
Saturday, May 30, 2020

Sonia Sanchez

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Haiku and Tanka for Harriet Tubman Picture a woman riding thunder on the legs of slavery    ...     2 Picture her kissing...