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Jun 15
Amplify Black Poets, Day 13
February 12, 1963 by Jacqueline Woodson I am born on a Tuesday at University HospitalColumbus, Ohio,USA—a country caught between Black and White. I am born not long from the timeor far from the placewheremy great-great-grandparentsworked the deep rich landunfreedawn till duskunpaiddrank cool water from scooped-out gourdslooked up and followedthe sky’s mirrored constellationto freedom. I am …
Jun 14
Amplify Black Poets, Day 12
Harlem by Langston Hughes What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry uplike a raisin in the sun?Or fester like a sore—And then run?Does it stink like rotten meat?Or crust and sugar over—like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sagslike a heavy load. Or does it explode? From The Collected Works of Langston Hughes. …
Jun 13
Amplify Black Poets, Day 11
On summer evenings by Samiya Bashir When I do I picture you filleted and grilled a dusting of olive oil peeled ginger and leeks. Seasons. I look at you see skin and char smoldering scars as script. Constellations shimmer and smoke. My love, bid me singe with you. I’ll sing. Originally published in Gospel by …
Jun 12
Amplify Black Poets, Day 10
Who But the Lord? By Langston Hughes I looked and I sawThat man they call the Law.He was comingDown the street at me!I had visions in my headOf being laid out cold and dead,Or else murderedBy the third degree. I said, O, Lord, if you can,Save me from that man!Don’t let him make a pulp …
Jun 11
Amplify Black Poets, Day 9
A Bullfight, a Revolution, and a Langston by Indigo Moor Fondling a gin flask, Hemmingway quips, “we should liveIn the ring, not die on our butts.” The matador executesVerónica, wiping the brow of a two-ton Christ. TodayThere are no Nationalists, no Loyalists, only Spaniards. Ernest believes the Negro will have his day. That allLocked doors …