Some Poems About Our Blackness: From Day One of Maroon Studies Intensive #1

17 06 2015

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Yesterday was the first day of Brilliance Remastered‘s Summer Webinar Series Maroon Studies!!!

Yesterday (oh glorious freedom-redefining day) the participants in Intensive #1: Debt and Black Unbelievability focused on what is at stake in our relationships to blackness write large as the stars and our blackness in particular.  We engaged work on blackness by the geniuses Evie Shockley and Jamaica Kincaid.

We worked through contradiction and expansiveness, we got personal and theoretical and poetic (at the same time) and we created three poems as part of our process of articulating and refracting our thoughts, feelings, impulses and tensions.  Here are our poems!

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by the participants in Maroon Studies Intensive #1 (Debt and Black UnBelievability)

(an ode to our blackness-inspired by Evie Shockley)

you are my joy in the morning

and my comfort in the evening

you are my open sky on a hard day

and the hard day

you are my hope in times of struggle

and the struggle

you are my tunnel for freedom

and the freedom

you are my bridge over the abyss

and the abyss

you are my heartbeat my hips

and my bliss

you are my scorching sun

and my shade

you are my lie

and my truth

you are my mother

and my child

you are my connection to my ancestors

and my ancestors

you are my dead and lost

and my finding awake

you are my sleep without dreams

and the dreams

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some folks

by the participants in Maroon Studies Intensive #1

(a poem about our blackness—after Evie Shockley)

some would say you’re a death sentence

some folks can’t see                      the way you bring me life

some would say we are behind

some folks can’t see                         we are on a different plane

some would say you’re illegal

some folks can’t see                        justice

some would say you are skin and hair

some folks don’t know            you are thick in the air

some would say you’re ugly

some folks can’t see                        the swing in your hips

some would say you are the opposite of light

some folks can’t manage            a darkness this bright

some would say this is all

some folks can’t see                        all is all we need

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Blue Blackness

by the participants in Maroon Studies Intensive #1

(after Jamaica Kincaid’s “Blackness”)

blackness

the blackness is not water or food

the blackness is not water or food

it enters the room and sets the mood

no other sound except the blackness falling can be heard

no other sound except the blackness falling can be heard

black is the letter the syllable the whole word

the blackness cannot bring me joy, but I am often glad in it

the blackness cannot bring me joy, but I am often glad in it

the blackness cannot bring me joy, but I celebrate being made from it

i am swallowed up in the blackness so I am one with it

i am swallowed up in the blackness so I am one with it

i am swallowed up in the blackness so that I can create from it

though it flows through my veins

though it flows through my veins

blackness is love, making me strange

within the blackness then, I have been erased

within the blackness then, I have been erased

through the absence I live in space

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she sits idly on a shore staring hard at the sea

she sits idly on a shore staring hard at the sea

she sees my nightmares, my memories, my ancestors and me

she sits idly on a shore staring hard at the sea

she sits idly on a shore staring hard at the sea

she sits idly on a shore waiting for Yemaya to appear on waves tumults and beauty

she hears the sounds within the sounds common as that is to open spaces

she hears the sounds within the sounds common as that is to open spaces

wondering and dreaming about simultaneous places

she hears the sounds within the sounds

she hears the sounds within the sounds

she hugs the heart of the heart deeper within unbound

so enamored is she of great beauty and ancestral history

so enamored is she of great beauty and ancestral history

that she forgets her name and sets it free

as she stands boldly now one foot in the dark the other in the light

as she stands boldly now one foot in the dark the other in the light

as she stands boldly now ready to transform into a being made of stars and moonlight

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And that’s just day 1!!!

If you want to sign up for July’s intensive “Necessary as Water” you can get more information here.

Black blessings,

Sista Docta Lex


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