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Category Archives: Black Arts
August Wilson and Ferguson
Advertisements Wilson noted: “I think my plays offer (white Americans) a different way to look at black Americans,” he told The Paris Review. “For instance, in ‘Fences’ they see a garbageman, a person they don’t really look at, although they … Continue reading
spider woman and twin war Godz
Advertisements riding with spider woman and twin war Godz born into a state of war divined to be she who remembers shield carrier spear chucker hard to duck her up right in storm moving forward like water persistently … Continue reading
lynching tree memoy
Advertisements there are things I can never do i do not take certain things for granted no rose garden only grey tinted glasses blessed with memory too many people afraid to remember least the scars come open pus all over … Continue reading
The American Century Cycle
Advertisements I am often asked why August Wilson? Why did I decide to direct the American Century Cycle? I am producing the America’s greatest playwright’s seminal work in its entirety. I will be the first director to do so in … Continue reading
Posted in August Wilson, Black Arts, Life., non fiction essay, North American African Perspective, work in progress
Tagged #black theater, art as medicine, august wilson, ayodele wordslanger nzinga, BAM, complex trauma, Fences, gem of the ocean, gentrification, joe turner has come and gone, Ma Rainey, North American African Perspective, Seven Guitars, The Century Cycle, the ground on which I stand, the lower bottom playaz, theater, warrior art, West Oakland, work in progress
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Bleaching Cream Blues
Advertisements early in the morning before the world puts on its face she stands in front of the mirror pinching this poking that pulling on the other she turns slowly counting the ways in which she is not enough … Continue reading
Visible
Advertisements its not the hoodies or the skittles BART rides not the wallet he pulled out or the comb the cell phone not the toy gun or the raised empty hands perhaps its the kiss of melanin the brown black … Continue reading
Cotton’s Memory
Advertisements cotton has a memory dreams that never went away a land of cotton with a memory held close like lovers mementos whispered quietly in board rooms that smell of linen & avarice living quiet lives at the dinner parties … Continue reading
Phenomenology
Advertisements it is not your imagination its reality invisible unspoken really real for black & brown bodies housed in bruised lives it is an immutable truth bearing down ruthlessly on a harsh reality measured by any standard its not an … Continue reading
Prayers for Peace
Advertisements trust in righteous love but tie your camel I pray for peace as I sharpen swords my prayers have only known times of war I pray for peace as I protect my weapons my love for peace no ladder … Continue reading
Posted in Black Arts, Poetry
Tagged ayodele wordslanger nzinga, blk arts, lyrical poetry, narrative poetry, peace, war and peace
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The Death of Innocence
Advertisements the innocence that wrote love poems and captured beauty like life could be kept fire-flied in a bottle fled slowly/ leaving pragmatism on the dresser in a shade of clouded jade there is little to say of love or … Continue reading
Posted in Black Arts, North American African Perspective, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged blk arts, narrative poetry, warrior art, wordslanger
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