My poem today exemplifies that there is a different kind of weight that comes with how we each live our lives and as a Black woman who fights for those around me, I understand that there are burdens to the way I care for others. People of color so commonly have to build the spaces we want to be a part of because they almost never exist the way we need them to until we put in the work to create them; right now, Tianna is being penalized before those spaces in SLO and beyond can truly begin to exist.
Whatever works for you might not work for everyone else and what you and someone else needs may not be the same, but when these areas do intersect, that’s when things get interesting. Lately, people have been protesting through ways that you wouldn’t expect them to be, from violin vigils to massive group yoga sessions in the middle of intersections. Though each are across the board in how we interact with them, they are all forms of expression, self-care, and protest at the same time. Poetry is no different.
I’m back with some poetry for you today, courtesy of The Academy of American Poets. Now, I’m sure a lot of you have seen countless protest photos of everything going on around the world lately; I must say, some of those signs are worded a bit like poetry. After all, poetry itself is a form…Read more Poetry Place–Black Life
Welcome to another second Tuesday of the week, that means it’s Poetry Place day! If you’re reading with me today, that means you’re in luck for a small shift in gears because I decided to move in a slightly different direction of poems today— at least in the medium of poems.
As many of us have been inside for a while, with the exception of work and a few other necessities, I know there are quite a few of you who miss the outdoors. So rather than give you an old poem of mine I wrote in grade six that starts out something like "bunnies frolic…Read more Poetry Place–Outdoors Again, Sort Of
I chose these two pieces of her work simply because of how much it tells you about the author's style and sound. She finds a way to talk about politics, an awareness of space around her, and even just the idea of ambiguity in what one person sees versus another, all in one chapbook.
It’s Black History Month and this is one of those books that I felt was important to bring a bit of attention to. As Acevedo’s first novel, this one is special because it tells a narrative, but through poetry.
So, I promised you something today. It’s National Poetry Month and this poem holds a whole lot of meaning for me.
I’m starting to realize that college is about learning to pick my battles. This is one of them.
To take a break from my own work and show you something, a form, you probably haven’t seen in a while, here’s the poem I’ve got for you today.