My Philly firsts
#1 sharing space #AWP22 with an SF legend #samuelrdelaney #Afrofuturism #2 viewed liberty’s crack #3 amazed at the power of objects: cups & saucers & spoons China Wedge (1994) by Mei-Ling Hom
Poetry Warriors & Other Such Heroes
My wife & sister both said on separate phone calls that I sounded good this week, sounded like I was floating. We can blame the floating on the Cave Canem summer retreat I attended outside of Pittsburgh this week. A hard (not soft) break from work, untethered – no Blackberry, no webmail in the cloud. …
Blue Door
I’ve always wanted a blue door. My front door is painted black. Not green or orange, but jet black. There is nothing on my door to ward off an evil eye. No knocker to say you’ve arrived. My black door is cool. But it’s not blue.
The Art of Self Adornment – Henna
I snapped this in Marrakesh; our guide pointed to the small crowd in a nonchalant way at the same time trying to be informative as a zookeeper is informative about the mating rituals of monkeys. It was his tone, the undertone if you will, describing this thing that women do – henna. These women were …
Missing Morocco
I miss Morocco. The breadth and call five times a day. The men who almost look like me, their hair like mine. I miss the push of the street, the meat, the vegetables, the village dust. I miss the mint tea, the no protein for breakfast but perhaps a little yoghurt and an egg. I …