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The Parable of Teaspoons & Bulldozers

Posted on February 4, 2015 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

“With my teaspoon and determination I have found my way to the path my great grandparents cleared for me. I proudly embrace my lineage and overstand the instructions that came with my teaspoon. I have decided to be a hero. I will widen the path. I will leave signs. I will till the dirt my family tree grows in with my teaspoon. ” Continue reading →

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The Importance of August Wilson to American Theater

Posted on July 4, 2013 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

August Wilson is a playwright. In my opinion he is the most important American playwright of the 20th century.  His work the Century Cycle is the most expansive chronicle of American life in  the history of American theater. His tale of America … Continue reading →

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So THIS is transformation–

Posted on November 4, 2012 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

I know my role. I am an interlocutor .

I am a craftsperson, an artisan. I create. My tools are word and story. I am an interrogator I listen. I speak. I question. I hold our place in conversation. It is my gift, my task, my purpose in this awareness. 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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Sans Ports– (General Poetics 2011)

Posted on February 8, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

learning to write after newports— one word at a time like the coffin I was building one smoke at a time u can’t have my rhymes quit to flow on learning after smoking is a long slow curve like the … Continue reading →

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Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Pt. 18

Posted on November 19, 2010 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

I create. That’s my religion. I am the builder in my parable of the builder. I have learned to make what I need. I have learned to build for the sake of building. I have discovered that I am increased even when the gardens are for others. I understand the moral in the parable of "The Parables of the Talents". Continue reading →

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Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Pt. 14

Posted on October 13, 2010 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

If you don’t decide where you stand you won’t know why you fell down. I deal in mental groceries. I want to feed my congregation. I don’t do fluff and I ain’t trying to cross over. If you want to … Continue reading →

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Diary of a Mad Creative: I create therefore I am. Pt. 13

Posted on October 12, 2010 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

If it’s good make it better. There is no perfect; it’s just a direction we can walk in. Excellence. It’s an interesting word that begs the question according to whom to which I answer: Excelling to the degree that what is offered … Continue reading →

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A pocket full of Cowrie

Posted on September 18, 2010 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Sometimes you see yourself and it’s like you have been missing yourself. You are surprised by the reflection in the mirror.We spend so much time chasing goals. We reach one and barely stop to savor its sweetness before we begin … Continue reading →

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