This poem, from his book The Gathering of My Name, is Cornelius Eady’s response to Sampsonia Way‘s request for a personal story that spoke of his belief in Cave Canem, the organization of African-American poets he co-founded with fellow poet Toi Derricotte.
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A poem from Lighthead, Hayes’s fourth collection and winner of the 2010 National Book Award in poetry. This innovative collection presents a light-headed mind trying to pull against gravity and time.
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I’ve been reading a biography of Einstein slipping into bed each night with Albert falling into his never-ending bending arms of light spooning with my sexy husband but lusting for the meaty mind of a disheveled […]
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I’m swimming laps, water around me silver as meteor showers in a dark night. My arms draw strong against water’s pull. I am a foreign body breaking the surface, slicing along, head flicking to the side […]
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At ninety-two my widowed sister danced the hoochy-kootchy. A minor stroke caused her to limp. Undaunted, she stretched, bent, rotated, lifted. It was then she fell and broke her hip. Our bother, eighty three, composed a […]
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We have already gone to the hot side of the sun, the places where fire lights on the water, where dark blood pours through the long night. We have already been to that far away place. […]
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Meena Kandasamy just finished the final manuscripts of her second poetry collection, Ms. Militancy. Kandasamy poems retell Hindu/Tamil myths, in a feminist, anti-hierarchy, and anti-caste perspective. Some of the poems make the myths contemporary by locating […]
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