to be free
"Even if you are not ready for the day, it cannot always be night." - Gwendolyn Brooks, Speech to the Young: Speech to the Progress-Toward (Among them Nora and Henry III)
every word has an undercurrent of ancestors humming
‘cause we will not be kept under the
light of the North Star. We are invoking
Igbo Landing, self-emancipation, our
poetry running free from confines like all the runaway
slaves you couldn’t catch, syllables hitting the page—
elusive bare feet pound echoing down history seeking only one thing
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R.C. Taylor
Part-time daydreamer. Full-time dork.
Follow along for stories about a little bit of everything (i.e. adventure, nostalgia, and other affairs of the heart, and anything else I want to honor and hold space for).
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Comments (3)
Powerful, moving, irrepressible. Astounding poem.
Preach it Sistah. I hear those feet echoing down the ages. A poem to match the times.
This is really fantastic! Thank for this!