September 12, 2012

Pamela Mordecai's Subversive Sonnets


These “subversive sonnets” overhaul the traditional sonnet form to address a range of subjects, from the tenderness of love to the terror of rape, punishment, torture, and murder.

The poet’s quest is to corral iambics into the demotic of Jamaican creoles as well as forms of English past and present. Mordecai has an unfailing ear for voices, for the music that sings and laughs and laments the stories of family, clan, and tribe, thus celebrating life in all its aspects. This is Pamela Mordecai’s fifth collection of poetry.

"Like Pamela Mordecai’s other work, Subversive Sonnets is clever, witty, insightful and linguistically acrobatic. Never one to shy away from difficult themes, Mordecai employs the sonnet form to sing more than ‘little songs’. There is organ music here too as thematically she moves between the bottomless deeps and praise of heaven’s wonders. A courageous, affirmative, and – yes – entertaining read. A wise, highly crafted and satisfying exploration of life deeply lived in all its infinite refractions and life as we’d like it to be." —Olive Senior, author of Dancing Lessons.

“Subversive Sonnets is an astonishing achievement. Beautifully gloved in the materiality of everyday things and not-always everyday places, these poems yet push the reader towards speculative realms of gold, where real places also become mind places and homes of deep feeling. Mordecai readily takes us from the finely personal to wider grief for North America’s, the Caribbean’s, and all our sins, from the saucily bawdy to political fury and horror at a New World turned bitterly, bitingly old, or from a joyous bounce to subsequent personal loss and collective agony that can become skin-crawlingly terrifying. These sonnets are the achievement of years of a poet’s wisdom.”—Timothy J. Reiss, Professor Emeritus of Comparative Literature, New York University.

“Subversive Sonnets is sweet, acerbic, scintillating, and sassy. If you want to be right, you can't go wrong in reading these verses that modernize the sonnet, putting it in service of mischief, not only meditation. Mordecai has assembled a collection that is arrogant in its dazzle and provocative in its sizzle. Here's the real poetry, folks: thought given discipline and then set free to sing and/or singe.” — George Elliott Clarke E.J. Pratt Professor of Canadian Literature, University of Toronto.


About the Author:



Pamela Mordecai writes poetry, fiction and plays. Her four previous collections of poetry are Journey Poem; de man: a performance poem; Certifiable and The True Blue of Islands. Her first collection of short fiction, Pink Icing and Other Stories, appeared in 2006. Her writing for children is widely collected and well known internationally. El Numero Uno, a play for young people, had its world premiere at the Lorraine Kimsa Theatre for Young People in Toronto in 2010. She lives in Kitchener, Ontario.

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September 11, 2012

Caribbean Journal: Op-Ed: The Exoneration of Marcus Garvey: A Moral Obligation.


From Caribbean Journal: Op-Ed: The Exoneration of Marcus Garvey: A Moral Obligation.
On June 16, 2012, the Rootz Foundation, Institute for Caribbean Studies, and the Marcus Garvey Celebrations Committee, of which I am a member, launched an online petition for the exoneration of Marcus Garvey, leader of the largest movement for social and economic justice in the early twentieth century, who was wrongfully convicted on charges of mail fraud by the US government.

Our actions were predicated on a sense of history that empowers our decision to petition President Barack Obama to exonerate the Right Honorable Marcus Mosiah Garvey.
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September 8, 2012

Amy and Marcus Garvey African Memorial Expo


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September 7, 2012

Lessons on Manhood from Bob Marley’s Music @ The Good Men Project



Man Up! Lessons on Manhood from Bob Marley’s Music
 
Bob Marley’s lessons for men on freedom, responsibility, and living are greater and more profound than simply telling our boys to ‘man up,’ says Geoffrey Philp.

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Kudos to Miguel Murphy and the Caribbean Advisory Board of Miami Gardens


Eight years ago when I first met Miguel Murphy at Miami Dade College, he struck me as a young man on the rise. He was always passionate about his work in the community and was one of the first advisors of a Caribbean student club, Tropical Beat.

Over the years, I have watched with pride Miguel's growth as he progressed from a lab technician (and an excellent one) to an academic advisor. And now he's now a doctoral candidate at the University of Miami! What's more, he is still an advisor for Tropical Beat, and has broadened his service to include the Pan African Student Association and Haitian IBO Club.

But what really earned my respect was Miguel's role on the Caribbean Advisory Board for Miami Gardens and his vote along with Wendell James, Jr., Keith Jennings, and Hortense McGillvery to rename a section of NW Seventh Avenue as Amy and Marcus Garvey Seventh Avenue.

The proposal now goes before the commissioners. Given the demographics, it will be interesting to see how the City of Miami Gardens will vote on the issue. The City of Miami Gardens is the largest Black-majority city in the state of Florida with an estimated 80% Black population. Of these Caribbean-Americans comprise an estimated 40% of Miami Gardens.

For now, it's kudos to Miguel Murphy and the Caribbean Advisory Board of Miami Gardens. I know it wasn't easy to take a stand in a system that is seemingly inimical to the broader interests of the community, but they did. And for this, I give thanks!

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We are petitioning President Barack Obama to exonerate the Right Honorable Marcus Mosiah Garvey.

http://signon.org/sign/exonerate-marcus-garvey?source=c.url&r_by=4631897




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Happy Birthday, Miss Lou!

On the surface, no one would describe the matronly Louise Bennett-Coverly as a warrior. But Miss Lou, as she was known to many Jamaicans, realized from an early age that freedom and language are tied to our breath, and if we cannot speak freely, we die. Her verse was a poetry of liberation that was intimately linked to her freedom to speak in her own tongue, and in her unwavering defense of her rights, she provided an example of the negotiations that Caribbean people sometimes need to undertake in order to survive, especially in hostile environments. In an interview collected by Mervyn Morris in Is English we Speaking, Miss Lou describes her childhood: “When I was a child nearly everything about us was bad, you know; they would tell you she yuh have bad hair, that black people bad... and that the language you talk bad. And I know a lot of people I knew were not bad at all, they were nice people and they talked this language” (20).

Language is a source of power and it is for this reason that colonial powers have always frowned upon the development of dialects because local power disrupts imperial hegemony. Fluency in the language of power is also a gateway to social mobility and power as George Bernard Shaw dramatized in Pygmalion. In her own way, Miss Lou challenged the demands of the British Empire to her body and breath by writing in Jamaican while being fully articulate in English and aware of its origins:

"Like my Auntie Roachy say she vex any time she hearing the people a come style fi we Jamaica language as 'corruption of the English Language'. You ever hear anything go so? Aunt Roachy she say she no know why mek dem no call the English language corruption of the Norman French and the Greek and the Latin where they say English is derived from. Oonu hear the word: English 'derive' but Jamaica 'corrupt'. No, massa, nothing no go so. We not corrupt and them derive. We derive, too. Jamaica derive!" British Library.

It was this pride that endeared many Jamaicans to Miss Lou’s dramatic monologues which often used irony to effect a “combination of sympathy and judgment” (Morris 20). Miss Lou’s comic verse employed a kind of cognitive dissonance that seemingly upheld the status quo while undermining the foundation of its claims. For example, by exposing the double-standard in using the word “corrupt” instead of “derive” she tactfully avoids a confrontation while asserting her equality. This ingenuity is also seen in the poem “Bans O’ Killing” where she exposes the duplicity of those who would denigrate Jamaican in favor of English.

Meck me get it straight Mass Charlie
For me noh quite undastand
Yuh gwine kill all English dialect
Or jus Jamaica one?

She then argues that if eradication of dialect is the aim, then other English dialects should suffer the same fate:

Yuh wi haffi kill de Lancashire
De Yorkshire, de Cockney
De broad Scotch an the Irish brogue
Before yuh start to kill me!

Yuh wi haffi get de Oxford book
O’ English verse, an tear
Out Chaucer, Burns, Lady Grizelle
An plenty o’ Shakespeare

The suppression of dialect, in this case Jamaican, is a murder of the human spirit and Miss Lou would have none of it. Nor would she be an accomplice to those who would kill in the name of etiquette and empire. Beneath the humor, the subtlety of her intellect almost goes unnoticed; beneath the comic mask is a fierce warrior. In closing his essay on Miss Lou, in Mervyn Morris expresses the impact of her poems: “They expose people ashamed of being Jamaican or ashamed of being black. They ridicule class and colour prejudice, but are more concerned to tackle black self-contempt or to express pride in being black” (23).

Miss Lou was a compassionate warrior whose weapons were satire, wit, and the very air we breathe. And if as Pablo Neruda says, “When the earth blooms, the people breathe freedom,” then with her passing a mighty Mahoe has fallen and we are all lessened.

Give thanks, Miss Lou.

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September 6, 2012

Carolina Hospital, Adrian Castro and Geoffrey Philp @ USpeak


GET READY FOR OLD SCHOOL MIAMI!

The University of Miami’s USpeak Open Verse and Short Story Performance Series begins a brand­new year with Old School Miami Poets, featuring Carolina Hospital, Adrian Castro and Geoffrey Philp, on Thursday, September 6th, 8PM at the Oasis Deli at the Whitten University Center.

Carolina Hospital is a poet, essayist and novelist at Miami Dade College. To date, she has published five books, including the novel A Little Love (under the pen name C. C. Medina), and the seminal history work A Century of Cuban Writers in Florida. She participated with thirteen South Florida authors, including Carl Hiaasan, James Hall, Dave Barry and Edna Buchanan, in the New York Times’ best­selling novel Naked Came the Manatee.

Adrian Castro is a Miami­born poet, performer and interdisciplinary artist, whose Caribbean heritage has provided fertile ground for his rhythmic, distinctive Afro­Caribbean style. He is the author of Cantos to Blood & Honey (Coffee House Press), Wise Fish (Coffee House Press, 2005), and Handling Destiny (Coffee House Press 2009), and has been published in several literary anthologies.

Geoffrey Philp, author of the e­book Bob Marley and Bradford’s iPod, has also written two short story collections, several volumes of poetry, and two children's books. A multi­award winning writer, Philp’s work has the distinction of being published in both the Oxford Book of Caribbean Short Stories and the Oxford Book of Caribbean Verse.

In addition to our featured artists, USpeak spotlights audience members who share a page of their writing during USpeak’s Open Mic segments. Sign up begins at 7:30 when doors open.

USpeak events are free and open to the public, and are sponsored in part by the University of Miami's Creative Writing Program, Multicultural Student Affairs and the American Studies Program.

For more information, please visit http://www.miami.edu/uspeak, where you can also link to podcasts of previous USpeaks, prepared by our sound engineer, the author/musician/talk show host Matt Gajewski.

For further information, please contact: University of Miami Creative Writing Director, M. Evelina Galang at mgalang@miami.edu, or Patrick Sung at patrick.k.sung@gmail.com


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New Fall Creative Writing Courses @ The Center for Literature and Theatre


The acclaimed Center for Literature and Theatre @ Miami Dade College (MDC) will once again offer a variety of exciting Fall Creative Writing Courses taught by renowned poets, authors, editors, and educators beginning on Tuesday, Sept. 18, at MDC’s Wolfson Campus in downtown Miami.

To better serve South Florida’s writing enthusiasts, additional courses will be offered at two outreach locations: Books & Books in Coral Gables and the Coral Gables Museum. In addition, The Center will host an author talk by Michael Martone at 8 p.m. Tuesday, Sept. 18, at Book and Books in Coral Gables. 

There will also be courses on poetry andautobiographical writing taught in Spanish by Ana Vidal.


Some of this year’s fall creative writing courses include:

Blogging 101 with Maria de Los Angeles
Tuesdays, Sept. 18 – Nov. 6, from 6:30-8:30 p.m.
MDC Wolfson Campus
This course explores the fundamentals of blogging from an editorial and technical perspective. Students will set up their own blog (if they don't already have one) and learn the different ways of approaching self-publishing through writing, photography and video (no cameras required).


Creative Nonfiction with Michael Delbert
Wednesdays, Sept. 19 – Nov. 7, from 6:30-8:30 p.m.
MDC Wolfson Campus
Class will focus on a variety of nonfiction genres with a particular focus on how stories get told, by whom and to what ends.


The Creative Writing Toolbox for Teens with Marjetta Geerling
Saturdays, Sept. 22 – Oct. 27, from 10 a.m. to noon
MDC Wolfson Campus
Discussions, interactive exercises and writing prompts will focus on developing the tools necessary to develop and execute engaging creative writing projects.


Every Day I Write the Book: 4 Poems in 4 Weeks with Author Emma Trelles
Saturdays, Oct. 6 – Oct. 27, from 1 – 3 p.m.
Coral Gables Museum
Designed for both experienced and new poets, participants will read works by contemporary poets, participate in writing exercises, receive individual guidance on their own poems, and consider the idea of "place" as a source of inspiration.

To register and to view complete course descriptions and instructor bios, please visit http://www.flcenterlitarts.com/site/programs/writing/creative-writing.html.



Media-only contacts:

Juan Mendieta, 305-237-7611, jmendiet@mdc.edu, MDC communications director
Tere Estorino, 305-237-3949, testorin@mdc.edu, MDC media relations director
Sue Arrowsmith, 305-237-3710, sue.arrowsmith@mdc.edu, media specialist
Alejandro Rios, 305-237-7482, arios1@mdc.edu



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September 5, 2012

From "The Book of Marcus": The Words of a Minor Prophet.



In the fourth year of the reign of Barack from the House of Obama, the Spirit of Jah came upon I in the "Land of Flowers."

"Speak the word to my people, the lost Ethiopians, for they have forgotten my word and the teachings of my prophet, Marcus Garvey."

"Preach to them of the innocence of my prophet whom I sent to them like sheep into the midst of wolves, but they did not harken unto his voice. Yea, the deafened their ears to him, but listened to he of the "talented tenth" who hast led them into the land of integration, where my people hath not power nor sustenance on the land."

"And if they will not listen to thy voice, thou shalt say unto them, 'Woe be unto thee! For thy fathers and mothers have eaten sour grapes, and the children's teeth are set on edge. Thy fathers have pursued war and thy mothers have chased after bling, the vanities of this world which are like the wind. Thy daughters bleacheth away their glorious blackness and thy sons weareth their loincloths around their thighs like their brothers in captivity.'"

"Woe unto thee! For thou hast dragged the name of my prophet through the mud for the fowl of the air! Yea, verily for the John Crows of the heavens to feed upon his good name."

And I fell upon my knees and said, "Lord, I am unworthy of this message. Surely there must be another among my brothers and sisters who can bring this message to your people."

And the Lord said unto I, "I have called you, JahGeoff, as you were once known when you were a yute in the "Land of wood and water" to carry the message of the prophet's innocence."

For forty days and forty nights I fasted and prayed and then, rose and to seek counsel of the elders, Ras Don Rico from the House of Ricketts and I. Jabulani from the House of Tafari.

And I said unto the elders, "I am unworthy of this message. Surely, one of the Idren or Sistren can spread the word of the innocence of the prophet. For though I know and love his words, I am not of your tribe."

Jabulani sayeth unto I, "Thou art worthy of carrying this message. For I have known thee since thou wast a yute when I&I kicketh the ball with the I on the Plains of Liguanea. For verily, I say unto thee, thou art a baldhead Rasta."

And Don Rico said unto I, "Guidance, my yute. But let thy zeal be tempered by wisdom."

So I picketh up my iPad and went into the land of Obama, who many had thought to be the Messiah according to the teaching of Joseph from the House of Campbell and the mysteries surrounding his birth.

But there was a great war in the land between Red and Blue tribes, and I took shelter in a House of Garvey that boasteth millions and I said unto them, "My brothers and sisters, whilst thou help I&I to spread the word of our prophet's innocence?"

The elders listened, but according to the Principle of Pareto, many did not.

And some said unto I, "Thou art a false prophet. Our father wanted us to return to Africa. Our father sayeth, 'Separate yourself from her and have no commerce with this Whore of Babylon, drunk with the blood of the saints and the blood of the martyrs of the revolution.'"

"Google is the Mark of the Beast! And thou would invite us to consort with the father of the lie and his son who hast done nothing for the children of Africa? Yea, hast he not denied our request before? Why shouldst this Judas, for whom thou hast so much respect, proclaim Baba Garvey's innocence this time?"

I couldst not answer them, so I went into a House of the Sadducees and Pharisees and said unto them, "After so many years whilst thou help I&I to spread the word of the prophet's innocence?"

And they said unto I, "By thy tongue, we knowest thou art a foreigner from the land of Marcus, he of the Irish name. But we shall never help thee. Thy prophet is dead and his teachings are worthless!"

And a high priest ripped his garments in twain and said unto I, "His blood be upon us and on our children!"

Shaking the dust off my sandals, I wandered into the land of my people and said unto them, "Surely, thou whilst help I&I to proclaim the innocence of our prophet, Marcus Garvey?"

And a chief magistrate said unto I, "Who art thou?" and curleth his lips at I.

"Thou art a red kin bwai, a likkle browning who dareth to speak the words of Garvey? Hast thou no shame? For although we have given the Key of the City to his son and preacheth Garvey's words in our schools, dost thou thinketh we desire to do more? Nay! For what if the people really listened to the words of Marcus from the House of Garvey?"

"Begone! For from the time thou were a yute, we knewest thee to be a rebel and an instigator. For this reason, we banished thee to the "Land of Flowers" where thou shall spend the rest of thy days in silence and exile."

Broken by the betrayal of my people, all the careless Ethiopians, I lifted my iPad to the hills from whence came my deliverance. For I was a voice crying in the wilderness of the Internet for Justice.

But lo and behold, even as I beseeched my brothers and sisters to proclaim the innocence of Marcus Mosiah Garvey, there appeareth a great crowd of witnesses, lovers of Justice, who helpeth to spread the word and didst sign the petition:


Selah!

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September 3, 2012

Labor Day 2012: "Shirt" by Robert Pinsky



In honor of all the people who have been in service, especially the ones who are unseen and unsung, "Shirt," by Robert Pinsky.

Shirt

By Robert Pinsky

The back, the yoke, the yardage. Lapped seams,
The nearly invisible stitches along the collar
Turned in a sweatshop by Koreans or Malaysians

Gossiping over tea and noodles on their break
Or talking money or politics while one fitted
This armpiece with its overseam to the band

Of cuff I button at my wrist. The presser, the cutter,
The wringer, the mangle. The needle, the union,
The treadle, the bobbin. The code. The infamous blaze

At the Triangle Factory in nineteen-eleven.
One hundred and forty-six died in the flames
On the ninth floor, no hydrants, no fire escapes—

The witness in a building across the street
Who watched how a young man helped a girl to step
Up to the windowsill, then held her out

Away from the masonry wall and let her drop.
And then another. As if he were helping them up
To enter a streetcar, and not eternity.

A third before he dropped her put her arms   
Around his neck and kissed him. Then he held
Her into space, and dropped her. Almost at once

He stepped to the sill himself, his jacket flared
And fluttered up from his shirt as he came down,
Air filling up the legs of his gray trousers—

Like Hart Crane’s Bedlamite, “shrill shirt ballooning.”
Wonderful how the pattern matches perfectly
Across the placket and over the twin bar-tacked

Corners of both pockets, like a strict rhyme
Or a major chord.   Prints, plaids, checks,
Houndstooth, Tattersall, Madras. The clan tartans

Invented by mill-owners inspired by the hoax of Ossian,
To control their savage Scottish workers, tamed
By a fabricated heraldry: MacGregor,

Bailey, MacMartin. The kilt, devised for workers
To wear among the dusty clattering looms.
Weavers, carders, spinners. The loader,

The docker, the navvy. The planter, the picker, the sorter
Sweating at her machine in a litter of cotton
As slaves in calico headrags sweated in fields:

George Herbert, your descendant is a Black
Lady in South Carolina, her name is Irma
And she inspected my shirt. Its color and fit

And feel and its clean smell have satisfied
Both her and me. We have culled its cost and quality
Down to the buttons of simulated bone,

The buttonholes, the sizing, the facing, the characters
Printed in black on neckband and tail. The shape,
The label, the labor, the color, the shade. The shirt.

Robert Pinsky, “Shirt” from The Want Bone. Copyright © 1990 by Robert Pinsky. Reprinted with the permission of HarperCollins Publishers Inc.

Source: The Figured Wheel: New and Collected Poems 1966-1996 (HarperCollins, 1996)

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September 2, 2012

" No One Remembers Old Marcus Garvey" @ Unite Society

Haven't heard of Marcus Garvey? One of the most influential figures in the Civil Rights Movement? Writer and poet Geoffrey Philp on his campaign to exonerate Garvey.

Please follow this link to read the full article:

No One Remembers Old Marcus Garvey
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August 31, 2012

Poetry Friday: Cynthia James


Cosmic Molasses
for Stokley 


Horn chile, 
the limer on the corner blew on the furl, 
crushing mica on the pavement, tapping 
PRO-Keds, a mere mockery of a b-boy move.
The young woman walked on without a misstep. 
The baby, faced behind on the mother’s shoulder, 
bobbing, sloe-eyed, the four youth on the low culvert, 
the first interesting things her eyes had lighted on 
since the walk, stared; the curl of honey-spittle dripping 
from her bottom lip, clipped off like an elastic band.

This house lizard need some sunning;
here, take this flannel ball and go play hopscotch 
on the front walk, but stay within my eyesight.
Disingenuous to pretend today I didn’t understand; 
after all, it was the time of Snick and Medgar Evers, 
To Kill a Mocking Bird cliff hangers stoked 
one after another on the Civil Rights timeline;  
sepia-toned, wedge-wood medallion, great-grand-daughter 
of a stolen princess and a drunk madman with marble eyes, 
(so the nansi story goes), is to play with inside ghosts outside;
puzzles forever breaking on the rainbow of conception, 
these goddamn particles, however much you think you know, 
the sex, the weight, the curve beyond the pulsing ultra 
sound, the known unknown, continuing to mesmerize.  

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Cynthia James is a Trinidadian, living for the past 3 years in Toronto. She writes poetry and fiction and her work can be found in publications such as Callaloo,Caribbean Writer and The Oxford Book of Caribbean Verse.


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