Un jour, assis à une ter­rasse des Chartrons à Bor­deaux, un ami, qui con­nais­sait mon goût pour la poésie, me ten­dit un petit fas­ci­cule de 6 X 14 cm en prononçant le nom de […]

E. Ethel­bert Miller, «Mil­i­tant Lit­téraire» par Eliz­a­beth Brunazzi E. Ethel­bert Miller est un écrivain  et  « mil­i­tant lit­téraire » longtemps inspi­ra­teur et grand organ­isa­teur du mou­ve­ment afro-améri­cain (african améri­can) lit­téraire cen­tré à Wash­ing­ton, D.C.  Miller vit […]

  Morn­ing You rise think­ing it’s just anoth­er day. But the first African is being cap­tured down near the shore. It’s going to be a long his­to­ry.   Matin   Vous vous lev­ez en […]

  After Phillis Wheat­ley* Sailed To Eng­land   Mas­ter took me into town where the big boats dock. I stopped load­ing the wag­on and stared at the water. The hori­zon had a famil­iar glow. […]

  What do they do?    What do tor­tur­ers do when they return home? Do they make love to their wives and play with their kids? What hob­bies do they have? Do they wash […]

  Tak­ing Flight With My Imag­i­na­tion   So you’re gone- Up North where I hear there are still abo­li­tion­ists. What is love but slav­ery- Is free­dom still to be found in your arms? I […]

  Poem for N    Yes, and then you arrive- and we all go crazy and fall in love.    Poème pour N   Oui, et puis tu arrives – et nous nous affolons […]