Arts & Culture

Remembering Sally Hemmings. November 5, 2008.
Arts & Culture / Convergence / Politics / Vol. 1 No. 3-4

Remembering Sally Hemmings. November 5, 2008.

Remembering Sally Hemings* On November 5, 2008 Whose silken fetters all the senses bind And soft captivity involves the mind. Imagination! Who can sing thy force? (Phillis Wheatley. On Imagination.) Sally Hemings Albemarle County, Virginia Dear Miss Phillis Wheatley, Or would you prefer Mrs. Phillis Peters? A name contains so […]

Crossroad
Arts & Culture / Politics / The Stage / Vol. 1 No. 3-4

Crossroad

I. So there I was, almost at the crossroad Stuck in a sudden storm of bikers, men in leather, engines snarling. Flags spurt skywards. I froze at the metal barricade, the seam of sense unpicked, Brown body splayed. In the aftermath of light, what proof is there of love— Buoyancy […]

Tales of Trolls and Queens
Arts & Culture / Politics / The Reading Room / Vol. 1 No. 3-4

Tales of Trolls and Queens

An interview Essay with Victor LaValle I first met Victor Lavalle in a Dunkin’ Donuts in Washington Heights (NYC) during the time he was drafting what would become his award-winning novel The Changeling. He was writing there, he told me, because it had just the right amount and kind of […]

Shields Green
Arts & Culture / Politics / The Stage / Vol. 1 No. 3-4

Shields Green

Shields Green* (1826-1859) The life lives after the life As a seed is a void in the world-as-is Opening paths to worlds-could-be. If and as, where and when, remains Sewn into the Heavenly Garment Of the Unknown, halfway between there And hereafter, lodged in an either Of times’ remorseless ether […]

Gathering the Ghosts
Arts & Culture / Politics / The Reading Room / Vol. 1 No. 3-4

Gathering the Ghosts

“Every utopia – let’s just stick with the literary ones – faces the same problem: What do you do with the people who don’t fit in?” -Margaret Atwood The Winter 2018 issue of Radcliffe Magazine featured a picture of me on its cover. Over the last few years, I’ve deposited […]

The Coming of the Second-Time
Arts & Culture / Politics / The Stage / Vol. 1 No. 3-4

The Coming of the Second-Time

for pianist, composer, poet – friend, and mentor, Cecil Taylor The following was delivered in tribute to the great artist, Cecil Taylor (March 25, 1929-April 5, 2018), at his funeral and Memorial Service, which took place on Tuesday, April 10, 2018, in New York City. A first and only note; […]

Reassessment
Arts & Culture / Politics / The Stage / Vol. 1 No. 3-4

Reassessment

Take a leisure look back where it all was, the gapers and blozers, haggling whack offs standing on the platform waving so long as your train rolled past, carnival mayhem’s stale moments given to eternity. Grackles quarreling on roof tops banter much more eloquent than such nincompoops swilling malt beer […]

“Like Rain, Like Thunder, Like Lightning, Like Fire”
Arts & Culture / Politics / The Reading Room / Vol. 1 No. 2

“Like Rain, Like Thunder, Like Lightning, Like Fire”

By the time James Baldwin took the stage at the University of Chicago in May 1963 to speak on the subject of “The Moral (or Social) Responsibility of the Artist,” an impatient authority was immediately discernible. This recently unearthed recording of the novelist, essayist, playwright, and poet, reveals a weary […]

In the Crawlspace: Hill, Franken, and #MeToo Pain
Arts & Culture / Health / Politics / The Reading Room / Vol. 1 No. 2

In the Crawlspace: Hill, Franken, and #MeToo Pain

On December 6, 2017, a coalition of women Democrats led by Senator Kirsten Gillibrand—Senators Kamala Harris, Claire McCaskill, Patty Murray, Mazie Hirono, Tammy Baldwin, and Maggie Hassan—demanded that Al Franken give up his senatorial seat as a result of sexual misconduct accusations from eight different women.1 One day later, Franken […]

Symphony of Combs
Arts & Culture / Politics / The Reading Room / Vol. 1 No. 2

Symphony of Combs

Prelude: Victoria Santa Cruz Me Gritaron Negra! Negra Soy! They yelled at me: Black! Black I am. And black, here, is feminine, of necessity. They yelled at me, Black Woman; they called me Black Woman. Even the men in the film shout it, dance it, are swept up in its […]