Good people of America…… Why do we not love the arts???? This post is about Sweet Sonia and how she sat behind me and talked to me and smiled to me and laughed with me and agreed with me (about how cold it was in the auditorium). And about E. Ethelbert Miller and how he called me out and said ‘wow, she’s reading Black Voices, I haven’t seen that one in a while’ on more than one occassion. And about Askia Toure and how he sat next to me in quiet old man charm and smiled and was calm…..and allowed me to look at the way his hair spiraled in beautiful black and gray ringlets. And I am selfish, because if everyone was so interested in Poetry and the arts and hearing our elders share stories than perhaps, I would have never had the access I had this week…To the great writers and artists. So for once I applaud apathy…as it has truly been my friend. Each day I sat in the front row, attentive, eyes wide, ears in attention….full and happy. Check out details on the Symposium here.
In the picture Sonia Sanchez, E. Ethelbert Miller, and Askia Touré. Take some time to Google them, baby.
