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The Sad and Sorry Tale of Caesar Wilkes. (Radio Golf: Production notes #1)
To understand the end one must have an appreciation for the beginning. So as I begin production of Radio Golf by August Wilson I am compelled to look back over the American Century Cycle to the beginning. I met Caesar … Continue reading
late to the dance floor
(Sometimes you should dance the first time you are asked. Later is too late most of the time.) when they want to they do like a swarm best not to stand in the way of mobbing manifestations of destiny don’t … Continue reading
Posted in belonging
Tagged #ayodelenzinga, #poetry, awareness, blk arts, contested spaces
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weathered
standing in the storm rust the soul stand too long you crumble from within the ocean leaking from your middle saltwater eating at the outside I was born standing in the storm long drops falling without end pregnant with sorrow … Continue reading
Posted in North American African Perspective
Tagged #ayodelenzinga, #poetry, blk arts
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Race Card
prelude language could help us build the truth wake it from where it sleeps if used like surgeons knives to cut past the fat the augmentations of smoke and mirror language has ever been a weapon always in the beginning … Continue reading
For my Mama
my mama had hands knock you into next Sunday get you right quick she knew what you thought before the thought formed we were instructed to think good thoughts she was intuitive to a point she wanted things she discerned … Continue reading
game
one in a million or one working harder than one million always on looking for the crack in the door lucid dreamer taking notes one more mountain knowing there is another beyond hungry tapped into the infinite growing vision exceeds … Continue reading
Wilson as Redemption Song
We are wandering in the wilderness; all there is to save us is an unsung song of self. If you can’t imagine North America as a wilderness you have not experienced history from my perspective. My people were captured and … Continue reading
Posted in artist scholar, August Wilson, Black Arts
Tagged #American Century Cycle, #ayodelenzinga, #black theater, august wilson
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strive
prophetic dreams blood and feathers shots in the night the shrinking ground edging forward towards open sky or the abyss struggling in the dark looking for the light hoping to fall up bruised by being held down no space for … Continue reading
I Am
I have a majick life unlikely but true fiction worthy times are mine I have a majick life attracting the miraculous the preciously unpredictable surrounded by confirmation unfolding from nothing taller than MT Thai on time every time in time … Continue reading
Mike Brown, 2015
We would rather have our sons than wear t shirts That say rest in peace we know there can be no peace In the absence of justice no peace as long as it’s just us overstanding Black lives Matter no … Continue reading
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Tagged #ayodelenzinga, black lives matter, mikebrown, poetry, vigils, warrior art
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