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New Page

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

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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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A writer writes. 2

Posted on October 9, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

I thank the ancestors, my parents, my children, the spirits that walk with me for the gifts given. I remember. I am here. I am not done. I remain a willing vessel. I plan to run on until my day is done and when I get to my maker may she say, ‘Well done.” 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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The Lower Bottom Playaz; Full Metal

Posted on June 16, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

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Canon – (From the collection INK)

Posted on May 11, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

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Inked (From the collection INK)

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

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A Poem for This Day — (General Poetics 2011)

Posted on February 10, 2011 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

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That New Millennium Dime, Dreams, Installment 18

Posted on December 30, 2010 by Ayodele Nzinga, MFA, PhD

Advertisements the dead visit often/i no longer fear them/some i know at once/even if i never knew them /others introduce themselves/ they bring things/ riddles/secrets/dreams of fire/memories/instructions/prophecy & the keys/they warn/they rail & rant at the bedside/they wander through the … Continue reading →

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