Posts Tagged poetry

Happy Birthday, Audre Lorde

Love is a word another kind of open—
As a diamond comes into a knot of flame
I am black because I come from the earth’s inside
Take my word for jewel in your open light.

(“Coal,” 1997)

The late activist, poet, novelist, and essayist Audre Lorde would have been 79 today. Celebrate her legacy by checking out her writing. You can find much of her poetry and prose online, and listening to recordings of her public readings is a real, radical, beautiful joy.

Love is a word another kind of open—
As a diamond comes into a knot of flame
I am black because I come from the earth’s inside
Take my word for jewel in your open ...

Obama taps gay Latino poet for 2nd inauguration

Sometimes good news comes with bad news.  First the bad, which is the rather disappointing news that an anti-gay preacher will give the benediction at President Obama’s 2nd inauguration. Back in the mid-1990s Pastor Louie Giglio promoted that ex-gay therapy nonsense and railed against homosexuality in sermons.  You would think after Pastor Rick Warren, the inaugural committee wouldn’t want to put anti-gay preachers next to the president who is now on record as a supporter of marriage equality. But hey, what do I know and I’m not on the committee.

Now for the good news!  Richard Blanco, a gay Latino poet, will read at the president’s second inauguration on January 21st. Blanco will be the youngest poet to read ...

Sometimes good news comes with bad news.  First the bad, which is the rather disappointing news that an anti-gay preacher will give the benediction at President Obama’s 2nd inauguration. Back in the mid-1990s Pastor Louie Giglio ...

Paper-mache Princess.

Work starts at nine.
Not enough light to blend this illusion,
Not enough time.

I blend just enough to be effortless,
But not so much that I’m revealed.
My pale skin hiding beneath the layers,
Waiting to be accepted, not to be concealed.

I live as these other people,
Laminated, polished and frozen.
But somehow something tells me,
They’re really all broken.

They asked me at school what I would like to be,
Now I just want to be a celebrity.
The mask I won’t do without, it is my shield.
You’ll never get close enough for it to be healed.

Someone else’s hair has become glued to mine.
Stripped of all meaning, bleached of all desire.
Glowing layers of paint sprayed onto my ...

Work starts at nine.
Not enough light to blend this illusion,
Not enough time.

I blend just enough to be effortless,
But not so much that I’m revealed.
My pale skin hiding beneath the layers,
Waiting to be ...

Step right up, job creators

Gwen Moore is a Democratic Congresswoman representing Wisconsin’s 4th congressional district, a staunch defender of reproductive freedom, a woman who school you if you try to couch your anti-choice views in faux-concern about “Black genocide,” and now, it seems, a poet. Here she is reading a poem of her own writing, called “Job Creators.”


Transcript below the jump.

h/t ThinkProgress

Gwen Moore is a Democratic Congresswoman representing Wisconsin’s 4th congressional district, a staunch defender of reproductive freedom, a woman who school you if you try to couch your anti-choice views in faux-concern about “Black genocide,” ...

Not Oprah’s Book Club: Love Cake

Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha’s new book of poetry, Love Cake, is a delight to read. I have to admit I’m not a big poetry reader, but I’ve been a fan of Leah’s since I saw her during Mangos with Chili a few years ago. It’s her politics (from books like The Revolution Starts at Home) and subject matter that draw me to her writing, but in the end, the lyricism, the bold images and textured descriptions pulled me through the book with ease.

Leah leaves no subject matter unspoken, and talks about her life in ways that are so raw that they completely inspire. I particularly relate to her mentions of race, which permeate the book. Leah, born to ...

Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha’s new book of poetry, Love Cake, is a delight to read. I have to admit I’m not a big poetry reader, but I’ve been a fan of Leah’s since I saw her during ...

Google Honors Female Arab Poet

On Tuesday, Google celebrated the birthday of Nazik al-Malaika, a wonderful female poet, by honoring her with a “Google Doodle.” Al-Malaika was widely known in the Arab world. She passed away in June 2007.

Her obituary in the NY Times described her as “one of the Arab world’s most famous poets” and “one of a small group of Iraqi poets who broke away from classical Arab poetry, with its rigid metric and rhyme schemes.” It also illustrated how her poetry often dealt with women’s issues in brave and incredibly compelling ways, quoting from “To Wash Disgrace,” a poem about an honor killing:

Oh mother, a rattle, tears and darkness
Blood gushed out, and the stabbed ...

On Tuesday, Google celebrated the birthday of Nazik al-Malaika, a wonderful female poet, by honoring her with a “Google Doodle.” Al-Malaika was widely known in the Arab world. She passed away in June 2007.

Her ...

And the Hey, Boo tickets go to…

Caterina Gironda, who sent in this lovely poem:

I want to tell you that I am woman,
Because I feel my womb swell once a month,
And bleed with the promise to produce a new life.
I want to tell you that I am woman,
Because I recall when my hymen bled like a head wound
with the first thrust of a man.
But I am sorry, Ms. Steinem,
I no longer know what woman and man even means.
I no longer know what brings us together and who we feminist against.
I no longer can shelter us under one umbrella,
Can find a rallying cry to bring us out to march,
Can glance in solidarity at a sister survivor.
For ...

Caterina Gironda, who sent in this lovely poem:

I want to tell you that I am woman,
Because I feel my womb swell once a month,
And bleed with the promise to produce a new life.
I want ...

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