Black History Month- British black poet Shamshad Khan “High Time.”

Black History Month- British black poet Shamshad Khan: “High Time” Black elephants  jazz dancing gold and red grin i imagine they wave as they pass the window of my third floor flat just in case they are i wave back … Continue reading

Black History- Poetry. John Agard celebrates the British Anthem!

Alternative Anthem Put the kettle on Put the kettle on It is the British answer to Armageddon. Never mind taxes rise Never mind trains are late One thing you can be sure of and that’s the kettle, mate. It’s not … Continue reading

Black History: The World is Your Body. “Teaching My Mother to Give Birth” by Warsan Shire

  London’s first young poet laureate!!! Teaching My Mother to Give Birth by Warsan Shire: “later that night i held an atlas in my lap ran my fingers across the whole world and whispered where does it hurt?” it answered … Continue reading

Black History- Poems about The Body. Calvin Forbes, “Picture of a Man”

Poems about The Body. Calvin Forbes, Black poet- “Picture of a Man” He draws a man, bright swirls of red. And I say give me a tree. He points to the middle of his red and says “there’s a tree!” … Continue reading

Black History- poems about your body. Lucille Clifton

  Black History Month- poems about your body. listen children keep this in the place you have for keeping always keep it all ways we have never hated black listen we have been ashamed hopeless tired mad but always all … Continue reading

Black History- poems about your body. Waring Cuney- No images.

Black History Month- poems about your body. She does not know her beauty, she thinks her brown body has no glory. If she could dance naked under palm trees and see her image in the river, she would know. But … Continue reading

Black History– poems about the body and freedom. This one is by Weldon J. Irvine.

Black History– poems about the body and freedom. This one is by Weldon J. Irvine. Young, gifted, and blackOh what a lovely precious dream.To be young, gifted, and blackOpen your heart to what I mean.In the whole world you knowThere’s … Continue reading

Flame-Heart by Claude McKay; his tropical memories. Black History.

Flame-Heart by Claude McKay; his tropical memories. SO much have I forgotten in ten years, So much in ten brief years! I have forgot What time the purple apples come to juice, And what month brings the shy forget-me-not. I … Continue reading

The Tropics of New York by Claude McKay in 2014 Black History Month’s last days.

For love of all hot dusty roads, and our childhood memories, The Tropics of New York by Claude McKay in 2014 Black History Month’s last days. Thinking of Jamaica. Bananas ripe and green, and ginger root Cocoa in pods and alligator … Continue reading

I am a Black Woman, Tall as a Cypress- Mari Evans. Black History Month.

I am a Black Woman I am a black woman the music of my song some sweet arpeggio of tears is written in a minor key and I can be heard humming in the night Can be heard humming in … Continue reading

Black History Month- poetry. The Source of the Singing by Marilyn Nelson Waniek

The Source of the Singing […] Under everything this movement, stars and wind circle around the smaller circles of the grass, and the birds caged in the kitchen sing it over and over, inexplicably in their sweet chirps. I feel … Continue reading

Black History Month- poetry. Whispers in the Country Church by Alvin Aubert

     Photos by: unknown and from corridors magazine.org Photo by JMU Media Services Whispers in a Country Church. Who’s that dark woman Sittin’ next to the preacher Eyeing at his feet? Lord, look at her. Red hat. Flowers. Perfume … Continue reading