thepeoplesrecord:

"Boston" by Janani Balasubramanian of DARKMATTER

Equal signs appear in the horizon 

Like two towers bending over

America remembering how to make skin illegal

How to steal colors & put them in a rainbow

The Middle East is backwards

Let’s bomb them off the map

Black people voted for Prop 8 

Let’s build more prisons to incarcerate their homophobia

Palestine does not have enough gay bars

Let’s fund its occupation

Asia has no sexuality at all

Let’s exploit their bodies for our labor…

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This is a wonderful country to be a poet in because it is brutal, indifferent, abusive. The worse thing possibly for a poet is a sort of warm recognition and a sense of belongingness, I mean the very essential quality of being a writer, a good writer is to feel just a little alienated from everything around you that way you can get a good perspective.

So Canada is a marvellous country cause everybody is alienated from everybody else and it gives a wonderful edge to everything

We’re alienated from the French, the French from the Jew, Quebec from Canada, Westmount from Snowden, St. Henry from Cote Saint Luc

The point is there are wonderful alienated feelings thriving in this country, everybody is unhappy and or if they aren’t unhappy they’re dull, so that it’s a wonderful place to write in.

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— Leonard Cohen on being a writer in Canada, 1963.

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Spike Lee screens “Malcolm X” for students at Oakwood Collegiate, Toronto 1992.

Another gem from the CBC’s archives.

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James Earl Jones on his childhood

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blackpoemusic:

For my people standing staring trying to fashion a better wayfrom confusion, from hypocrisy and misunderstanding,trying to fashion a world that will hold all the people,all the faces, all the adams and eves and their countless generations; (…)
For my people by Margaret Walker

blackpoemusic:

For my people standing staring trying to fashion a better way
from confusion, from hypocrisy and misunderstanding,
trying to fashion a world that will hold all the people,
all the faces, all the adams and eves and their countless generations; (…)

For my people by Margaret Walker

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The state raised the glass that kept us one on each side. 

The state paid for your superiority, settled the bill on your complex when

truly yours was always the harder name to say. 

What more can the state meddle in? 

This is the subtle war of isolation and in it, what you conquer you keep. 

I  conquer your tongue.

I conquer your number game, your bedroom manners, your pile of 

rumour papers, the secrets that line your palms, the loose garments you go

to die in, your social anxiety. 

I conquer you.

I claim shadow citizenship and care very little for feeble colours that pitch

the limits of liberty between wanting and being wanted.

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blackpoemusic:

Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? Proving nature’s law is wrong it learned to walk without having feet. Funny it seems, but by keeping it’s dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air. Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared.
The Rose that Grew From Concrete by 2Pac Shakur

blackpoemusic:

Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete? 
Proving nature’s law is wrong it learned to walk without having feet. 
Funny it seems, but by keeping it’s dreams, it learned to breathe fresh air. 
Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else ever cared.

The Rose that Grew From Concrete by 2Pac Shakur

(via artcomesfirst)

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etredepassage:

Djamel Tatah, Sans titre, 1999. Huile et cire sur toile, 220 x 200 cm. Collection particulière. Photo Adam Rzepka
http://djameltatah.com/en/ 

etredepassage:

Djamel Tatah, Sans titre, 1999. Huile et cire sur toile, 220 x 200 cm. Collection particulière. Photo Adam Rzepka

http://djameltatah.com/en/ 

(via cantmakeyoucarebutaware)

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classicladiesofcolor:

Mahalia Jackson photographed by Carl Van Vechten in 1962.

classicladiesofcolor:

Mahalia Jackson photographed by Carl Van Vechten in 1962.

(via cantmakeyoucarebutaware)

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