Tag Archives: lyrical poetry

razor

Posted on July 22, 2014 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

razor blue steel glow like the moon in the dark of night i call it cotton cuz it comes out when the rubber leave the road then cotton runs the show the moment they act like they dont see me … Continue reading →

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Cotton

Posted on July 4, 2014 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

I inherited a legacy cotton is my inheritance cotton chain gangs& songs about chariots chariots chain gangs & cotton joe turner came and never left he over yo shoulder cotton on his breath my memory of cotton is older than … Continue reading →

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Baggage

Posted on July 4, 2014 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

there are things i know things that came with me things older than me older than my mother and her mother things from the wind things from the ocean things sung by the dirt i remember the roll on the … Continue reading →

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idenity

Posted on May 12, 2014 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

tempered, forged, amalgamated solid containing an internal logic no predicable ambient point not likely to melt in benign circumstance likely to reassemble in its original pattern coalesced from remnants stubborn essential parts determining a whole complete with its own center … Continue reading →

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Family

Posted on May 10, 2014 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

before the war on families we were different together warm handsdeep voicesroses in the springmelon in the summerschool clothescar vacationsaunts unclesgrandpas’ & granniespresents on Christmas morningEaster dinnerchurch on new years eve we were holding vigilkeeping the watch granny said we … Continue reading →

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Nambie

Posted on May 4, 2014 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

you know nothing of my life neither the contours or its jagged torn edges not its superfluity nor me in my sublimity the salient sweet funk radiating out of my unborn thought dressed in melanin the saving grace of the diagnosed … Continue reading →

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Human

Posted on April 30, 2014 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

this is my body as god made me in the image of man human hued like the dirt we all come from complete perfect divine skin bones dreams interrupted intercepted impeded pressed into the service of others pressed like roughly … Continue reading →

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Pragmatic Optimism

Posted on August 21, 2013 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

The figs did not ripen this year nor did the dreams of democracy in the land of the free the hard green fruit only skin and seeds absent the flesh necessary to sustain the living who are left with only … Continue reading →

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landless

Posted on February 6, 2013 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

(Art by Karen Seneferu in honor of Kemba “Walking Tree” Shakur at the Joyce Gordon Gallery in Oakland CA) landless gentrified ghetto children in the inner city got grand parents from the country grandparents moved to the city for a … Continue reading →

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Un-naturalized

Posted on July 20, 2012 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

are we the ones we

so need someone

when I was little

I waited for some one

to come then I decided

to be someone

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