Tag: politics
member name: Umar, Abu Nurain
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July 12, 2007 11:44 PM EDT --
She danced away from his eyes when she spoke
Of the green and deep serenity of Vietnam
Because his eyes filled with body bags
And miles of discarded limbs and lives for Sam.
His eyes burned circles . . .
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September 11, 2007 07:36 PM EDT --
H. Rap Brown, dark glasses and beret, stood on the roof on a store next to the Dexter Theater and asked the incendiary question: what will a penny buy? The chorus, well attuned to the tragedy . . .
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September 20, 2007 01:10 PM EDT --
We arrived in San Antonio Thursday afternoon and fled directly to the River Walk in search of margaritas, chips and salsa. First, we surrounded the Alamo until we found the list of those who died for those . . .
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August 27, 2007 02:55 PM EDT --
the just released
recently patented
obviously marvelous
revolutionary MRI
(moral resonance imaging machine)
can reveal the pithy core
of every conundrum
the hidden resolution
of every enigma . . .
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July 24, 2007 09:28 PM EDT --
Since my introduction of Arabic poetry was so well received, I thought I'd take that as an opportunity to introduce another of my favorites, TaHa Muhammad Ali. The poem that I selected, "Where" . . .
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August 03, 2007 11:09 PM EDT --
Billion year old carbon, recently renovated
I dreamt I was African, Blood
I even had an original name
I mean, I was resurrected ancient black gentility
We had mastered the stars before
Abraham was . . .
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July 09, 2007 02:22 PM EDT --
KANO, NIGERIA
JULY 1976
Tunneling through time
Beneath the graves ofvoodoo children
Alert to the facts inevidence
Of my . . .
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July 19, 2007 03:58 PM EDT --
I came here, invited by a woman who once thought she was in love with me. She told me that I would like it and that those who gather here would enjoy my presence.
I’ve read some . . .
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December 07, 2007 09:08 PM EST --
Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump,
The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife,
The royal banner, and all quality,
Pride, pomp, . . .
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July 17, 2007 05:04 PM EDT --
The Butterfly’s Burden (Arabic & English translation)
Mahmoud Darwish
I am pleased to introduce you to a great contemporary poet, Mahmoud Darwish. First, however, as poets, the following . . .
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October 24, 2007 10:38 AM EDT --
I was born into a world with my vision abbreviated and muted. It was not until I was nine years old that I began to see the world as you most likely do; that my visual cues and yours thoroughly converged . . .
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December 07, 2007 02:43 PM EST --
Their city as metaphor:
The New World
Shone brightly in their sleepy eyes
Such that those who built it, willingly and not,
Became invisible as black . . .
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August 26, 2007 02:51 PM EDT --
Mi nombre es Jesus, mi hermanos y mi hermanas
I am from Lower California.
And I now work the land that once belonged to us.
But I am without the benefit of papers
So you think my Christian name is . . .
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October 07, 2007 11:13 PM EDT --
This poem is a conjunction of spectral analysis and the all too casual misnomers of race and color. If you hear anger, it is to sustain your interest not batter your politics. There are no answers provided . . .
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October 27, 2007 08:18 PM EDT --
Paul Laurence Dunbar was the first African American poet to achieve national and international recognition.
We Wear the Mask
by
Paul Laurence Dunbar
We wear the mask that grins . . .
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November 22, 2007 11:19 AM EST --
I received this as an e-mail and thought it would be a good discussion here on Gather.
http://chronicle.com/weekly/v54/i11/11b02401.htm
From the issue dated November 9, 2007 . . .
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November 17, 2009 06:48 PM EST --
Ribbon rays of sun teeming with dust
stretched our shadows over the hardscrabble campground
Old soldiers mustered patient in gloss-white folding chairs
their . . .
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July 09, 2007 10:22 PM EDT --
The reports of my death
have been greatly exaggerated
for I am legend among uncle tom fooleries
and bamboozling hustlers
I thrive in the cavernous souls of many
I live among nappy-headed visions . . .
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August 17, 2007 11:53 AM EDT --
Max Roach, the greatest jazz drummer of any era as judged by his peers, died this week in New York at the age of 83.
Mr. Roach was a winner of the MacArthur Genius Award.
Max . . .
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