Ann Arbor Review

INSIDE THIS ISSUE:

Alan Britt
Shutta Crum
Jumoke Verissimo
Las Slomovits
Richard Kurtz
Lyn Lifshin
Duane Locke
Serena Wilcox
Jerry Blanton
Dami Ajarji
Odimegwu Onwumere
Joanie Freeman
Dike Okoro
Amit Parmessur
Paul B. Roth
Divya Rajan
Kim Keith
Fred Wolven
C. Derick Vann
Al Ortolani
Steve Barfield
Jim Davis
Chris Lord
Jennifer Burd
Will Swanson
Isabel Kestner

Lisa Schmidt
Running Cub
Tolu Ogunlesi

 

GEORGIA


Memories are like pieces of cotton
Clinging to a twig.
Aggravated images that will move

In a carbon sky, above the Capitol
Strips of blood stripes and bruise blue surround stars
As turpentine bathed coffins of former slaves
Lay in graves under summer sod

They saw the great day.

Their masks I wear; their many faces
Split apart into red, white, and black persons

Fertile land speaks of their indefatigable dreams
Under a one eyed moon--a bad sign
That follows from afar and will not leave me alone



THE GOSPEL OF GRASS


               [scene 1]
Milledgeville, Georgia early 1860s

Mr. Robinson.
Hide your words under the bed of your tongue.  She was your mother
and my property--son.  You're eight and too old for coddling.  Work
hard for me now and upon my death, I will set you free and give you
forty acres and a mule.

The Son.
I could pass for a younger you.  What good is grass when I walk down
the street.  I am an ass tied to a piece of lumber, waiting in line to eat
like all the other coloreds.

                                         [Walking away from the auction block,
in the distance, he thought he heard someone call his name.  It was
his mother's last cry, and in his memory it remained.]





Serena M. Wilcox, Roswell, Georgia

 


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