Category Archives: Black Arts

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Posted on May 19, 2012 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

  living in legend feared revered removed your corpse a sign of contested resistance pouring  oil on paths to cold realities spiritual uprisings and songs of salt water you are forever living dead in myths of truth subverted held in … Continue reading →

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Ma Rainey’s Black Bottom

Posted on May 14, 2012 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

In the sorrowful funk and divine fury of the music there is a delicately etched study of humanity for us to consider if we want more than entertainment from our theater. Continue reading →

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New Page

Posted on January 29, 2012 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

mornin dawnin new day upon us sun rising sun shine brand new page get cha news i’m on it brand new day sun rising day dawin brand new day brand new page & if ya reading this ya on it … Continue reading →

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Happy Cul-du-Sac: A Personal Deconstruction of North American Holidays.

Posted on December 27, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

I do believe in the New Year. I like how it involves reflection, resolutions and comes with a clean slate like the turning of a page. My birthday is January 4th so the Year for me personally really begins then. This is all very personal. But I don’t think I am alone in the generality of repurposing American Holidays by North American Africans. Continue reading →

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Blessing are Due: A Thanksgiving Reflection

Posted on November 24, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

I have learned to appreciate the ease of that time with my mother. She taught me to cook

without ever writing down a recipe. I still measure my prowess in the kitchen by my mother’s.

We talked about things we never talked about at any other time. Continue reading →

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99 Swang / That New Millenium Dime

Posted on November 20, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

99 sheep woke up/came in from the toxic fields/in search of a song/full of tic bites/wolves against no walls/on a come up/calling bluffs/tea parties full of donkeys&elephants 99 sheep/infiltrated/media affiliated/99 sheep awake/from a long slow dance/a tango w/existence insistent on voicing the relevant/trying … Continue reading →

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A Song of August Wilson or The Lion’s Roar, Parts 1, 2 and 3.

Posted on October 15, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

There is no return from this baptism by Wilson. Nothing will ever be the same again. I have been caught by the piper. I follow the roar of the lion.
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In the Valley

Posted on October 15, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

I am of the Valley. It is my home. That hard spot next to the rock is my reference point. It is from this point I greet the sun and the things that walk in my night. It is from this perspective that I tilt my head to capture the sound of God’s voice. It is from this vantage point I strive for justice. Continue reading →

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Comments on Walking thru Fire or Banging Full Metal

Posted on August 20, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

I loathe the presence of a person who insist on complicating the simple. I abhor those who traffic in road blocks. For me that’s like a red flag to a bull. Continue reading →

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Dirt – From That New Millennium Dime

Posted on July 15, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

the people /slowly returning/to the land/ slowly/ slow food /looking for sustenance in the sustainable green ways/leaning on unknowing/relearning/undoing re/remembering what we never should have forgotten/ from dust to dust/how we forget that/2/3’s water/how we forget that/god alchemy/mimic nature/ gods … Continue reading →

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