for ol’ dirty, my forever patron saint
for ol’ dirty, my forever patron saint
Excerpt from #742 by @safiamafia
My favourite poet
#poetry #poetrysundays #poems #beautifulbrowngirlpoet #womenpoets #safiaelhillo
"serves you right for not listening/to your mother’s warnings about these jazz men/for not being born a flimsy violin of a woman/and finding you some good classical music/an orchestra" #safiaelhillo #susieknuckles #commute #poems #poetry #words #thelifeandtimesofsusieknuckles @safiamafia thank you
#safiaelhillo “for aziza”
Egypt - Safia Elhillo
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These poets and their poems are incredible. This is proof that Black Women’s stories need to be heard.
by beloved Michelle Denise Jackson :) honored to be on a list with so many people i love
Do not say I never did nothing for you in the way of flyness + freedom + beauty + inspiration. Here is our new #GrowFierce summer reading series and it is, dare I say, UN BE LI VA BLE. This round, in addition to featuring maybe-new-to-you emerging [and moving] voices from the Digging Deep, Facing Self Online Course, we are also featuring established poets reading their own sets, as well as work from our global alumni. I could not be more excited. Mark your calendars!
Thank you to Mahogany L. Browne Safia Elhillo Cheryl Boyce-Taylor Cathy Linh Che Samantha Thornhill & Morgan Parker for getting down with our community and shining a light so brightly on women!
i will try my very best :)
“what i learned in the fire” at CUPSI prelims, with Jamaica singing “Lighthome” by Matt Corby
THE BROMANCE IS REAL GUYS
Hi. These are my teammates Safia and Jamaica. They’re very talented. Enjoy.
hi lovely! i don’t think slam is the only way to be a successful poet, at all! i’m also sort of assuming a definition of “successful” here that implies being able to do poetry for a living etc, but correct me if i’m wrong or if you had something more specific in mind! i started slamming when i was about 16, and did it consistently until graduating college, and can never discredit its role in my life as far as the people it introduced me to and the opportunities it offered, but i think that’s really just one path out of many. get your work out there however you feel comfortable- submit to journals! perform at open mics! make beautiful homemade chapbooks! this is supposed to be fun :)
hopefully! i have to turn in a full manuscript for school next spring as my thesis, but have also been working on a small chapbook of poems for one of my classes this semester that i might expand over the summer :)
my mother harbors my countries music in her lungs
these songs the only things she got in the divorce
there is a tv show we used to watch when we lived in egypt
where a group of sudanese youth sing old sudani love songs
we don’t get the channel here in the u.s.
tonight, mother finds every episode on youtube
after a quiet dinner of leftovers at the kitchen counter because
it is just us two
my brother is out being 18 and popular
my mother and I sit together in the half light
and eat mango with our hands
and listen to (couldn’t catch the names) sing fil tayf
and I never hear love songs like this in english
songs that are as much about a country as they are about a woman
songs where woman is country
before we grew bitter and learned not to make a world out of a person
learned not to make a world out of a country
because even your mothers country can betray you
my mother’s country broke her heart and I want to cry
picturing her eating mango alone in the dark,
singing to herself
my brother and I a world away with our fast english
and our hip hop and our late nights
we are not from a world where love songs are like this
we are not romantic
we are not considerate, we forget to call
we do not bother to phone the cable people to ask for the channel with my mother’s favorite show
we do not bother to teach her how to book mark videos on youtube
how to download all the old love songs on itunes
how to buy mango already sliced,
packaged in neat plastic tubs
page two/number one
page ten/ number two
Lessons to carry from Safia Elhillo’s book.