I was 21 years old, 20 years ago, on October 16th 1995. That was the day of the Million Man March/Day of Absence. In what I named "solidarity," I refrained from attending class. I was a solid student. Mostly. So I doubt any of my professors batted an eye. Besides, almost half of the campus [...]
Tag: poetry
Monthly Meter: August
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day's troubles are sufficient for that day.
Monthly Meter: July
fellowship/publication submissions: 7 fellowship/publication acceptances: 1 fellowship/publication rejections: 4 books: Black Rage - Drs. William H. Grier and Price M. Cobbs Pym - Mat Johnson Secret Shame: I see dumb people. Mantra of the Moment: "Do not thin yourself. Be vast. You do not bring the ocean to a river."
Myth Maker
maybe something like but not really mythological--I probably can't judge for myself because I believe in myself (at least my existence) on most days...
Forgiving the Dark
Sleep can never be the enemy; not the medicine unless it’s supposed to last forever.
Monthly Meter: March
fellowship/publication submissions: 1 fellowship/publication acceptances: 1 fellowship/publication rejections: 1 books: 0 Secret Shame: Spring please and thank you. Mantra of the Moment: Spring please and thank you.
Monthly Meter: April
Mantra of the Moment: It's your thing.
Monthly Meter: May
fellowship/publication submissions: 5 fellowship/publication acceptances: 0 fellowship/publication rejections: 1
Monthly Meter: June
Secret shame; I may or may not plan my dinner around episodes of A Different World and/or Jeopardy. Sometimes maybe.
Di-Di Mau: A Memorial Day Reflection
The grinning boy that never became a man represents so many soldiers that left parts or all of themselves on battlefields. I often say that I am happy to know my dad; honored I was chosen to be his. But I am fully aware that the man I know is not the one my mother fell in love with and married. That guy seems like a cool dude--not necessarily cooler than the man I know. But I would've liked to have known him outside of stories and pictures (and maybe gotten some of his speed skills--he was a track phenom too). But I was denied that. War does that. War requires that. Freedom requires that. On Memorial Day, when we memorialize the physical bodies lost in service, we have to also remember that those who came back physically alive did not come back whole. And on Memorial Day, I memorialize them--and the parts of them we lost--too.
