Poetry
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That bewitching vegetable, tobacco first came to England by sir Walter Raleigh that great ornament of the British nation who, to his royal mistress, could do no less than make a present of the brightest. Whether that gentleman ever made a voyage to that part of the northern American continent now under the dominion of…
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On my book blog, I have written about how absolutely fascinated I am by the Great Dismal Swamp. I have started but not yet finished Daniel A. Sayers’ A Desolate Place for a Defiant People: The Archaeology of Maroons, Indigenous Americans, and Enslaved Laborers in the Great Dismal Swamp; started but not yet finished Charles Royster’s The Fabulous History of the Dismal Swamp Company: A Story of George…
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I have never read any if her work [yet] but this quote makes me want to do so. “Nobody reads poetry, we are told at every inopportune moment. I read poetry. I am somebody. I am the people, too. It can be allowed that an industrious quantity of contemporary American poetry is consciously written…
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He brings Miles. I bring Lennon. Both of us side-eyeing the other; both musicians atrocious to women but in his eyes, race trumps gender each and everytime. I don’t know what to do with that except throw it away. So I do feeling kind of run down voodoo blue Nobody told me about instant karma.
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I don’t normally incorporate poetic forms in my work but having come across the form of the cento, I thought that sounds interesting. I flipped through several books to pick the words that would form the basis of the piece. The lyricism of Eduardo Galeono’s trilogy Memory of Fire fired my imagination the most for…
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She throws her voice like a boomerang that should return but doesn’t. She seeks her voice everywhere except her own larynx where it withers on fleshy folds and fibroids. Unspoken, words tunnel through her until they tumble from her pores. Indelibly linked she sustains poetry. © 2015 Tichaona M. Chinyelu
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Originally posted on Afroculinaria: JML Buying Cymlings in Mississippi at an HBCU Sponsored Farmer’s Market I don’t really want to make this a long post…really I don’t…..so I’m going to try not to. I am supposed to be working on book proposals and that will happen ASAP, I just need to get my juices flowing…
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Today you shined, today you defined the thrill of the unmaligned mind and love, returned in kind. Time itself unwinds and I am of one mind. Spirit and body aligned, love for humankind I feel as well as find. Am I of sane mind? Have I joined the kingdom of the blind where oppression is…
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I slice and dice lands and create monetary demands that leave you with no hands. When I’m not slicing and dicing I’m straight up enticing you out of your rings and things. I cut swaths through people’s villages earning my wealth through pillages. I got people on the run, on the move and kings with…
Tichaona Chinyelu 