All posts by Opal Palmer Adisa

Opal Palmer Adisa is an exceptional writer/theatre director/photographer/gender advocate, nurtured on cane-sap and the oceanic breeze of Jamaica. Writer of poetry and professor, educator and cultural activist, Adisa has lectured and read her work throughout the United States, South Africa, Ghana, Nigeria, Germany, England and Prague, and has performed in Italy and Bosnia. An award-winning poet and prose writer Adisa has twenty four titles to her credit. Most recents are: Pretty Like Jamaica; The Storyteller's Return; Portia Dreams and 100 + Voices for Miss Lou. Other titles include the novel, It Begins With Tears (1997), which Rick Ayers proclaimed as one of the most motivational works for young adults. Love's Promise; 4-Headed Woman; Look a Moko Jumbie; Dance Quadrille and Play Quelbe; Painting Away Regrets; Until Judgement Comes;

Force Ripe: A Painful Slice of Girlhood

Cindy McKenzie’s Force Ripe (2015) presents a poignant tale of parental neglect, community indifference, sexual abuse, isolation and ignorance of  Lee and her brother, Rally. Told through the eyes of Lee, who is not yet six years old when the books begins, and ends when she is in her teens, this story of Caribbean life in Grenada is not one you have likely read before. Honest and revealing, Force Ripe takes you on the journey with Lee, and you get to witness first hand, the uncertainty that is her life and world, replete with verbal and other abuses. It is sure to make you cry.  I recommend it to be included in Caribbean literature and sociology courses.

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OPA: This is your first book, what have you written before and where have you been published ?

CM:   Apart from a response to a letter published in Mslexia Women’s magazine and a star letter in Woman & Home Magazine- for which I won a hat box of lovely French Chocolates and allowed myself to bask (just a little bit) in the novelty of seeing my name in print – I had not been published before Force Ripe. Previous writings include bits of prose, some poetry and short stories prompted by various online Writing Courses.

OPA: Roughly speaking, how long did it take you to write?

CM:   It was a long process. I can’t remember how long, but I think I completed the first draft in a few months. I started writing – what I then titled “Celestial Shades,” back in 2001. I have a “registered to myself”, two hundred and ten pages, double-sided first draft, dated June 2005. So much has happened along this journey I have travelled with this book.  And what took me a few months to write, took me fourteen years to publication.

OPA: Can you share your process of writing this novel? What are some of the ranges of emotions you experienced?

CM: The process. Hm. Writers have so many theories and rules about what works, how it should be done, when it should be done. And I have tried some of them. For me, it was handwritten notes of memories, ideas and then I drafted the chapters. Next, I typed them onto the computer. I still do it this way.

I knew nothing about rules or the fundamentals of writing at the time [I began the novel.]. What I had was this story. And I was very determined to tell it my way. I learned along the way –from the first terribly written draft– which I sent to Ian Randle Publishers, to the creative writing classes taken after the first draft, to revising, dealing with critique etc. And the learning continues.

Writing Force Ripe was therapeutic for me. I had to make that journey, all the way back and step inside Lee’s head- see through her eyes, listen with her ears, feel what she felt, talk the way she talked, walk with her again, so readers could also make that journey with her. And this journey evoked every kind of emotion in me. These emotions changed with every corner I turned, and every chapter I wrote.

OPA: This is not an easy subject, what prompted you to write this novel?

CM: This story has lived in me for as long as I have lived with it. And for a long time it has been nagging me, begging to be voiced. So I listened.

OPA: Force ripe is a Caribbean term that I heard it growing up in Jamaica.  How would you describe that term for non-Caribbean people, in particular as it relates to Lee, the protagonist?

CM: To Force ripe something, for example a fruit, is to ripen it prematurely, before it is fully matured and ready. In the Caribbean, the term Force Ripe is used to refer to girls who try to be mature, who act like grown ups, too early. In many instances, as was the case with Lee, the child has been forced ripe, having to grow up too quickly, not by her own doing or choosing, but because of circumstances, choices made by the adults in her life and because of neglect. Perhaps unintended, but neglect all the same. Lee was forced to do adult things, have adult experiences, look after herself way before she was ready, before she was mature enough.

OPA: Who do you see as the audience?

CM: Because of the language, and topics presented, I see Force Ripe as suitable reading for a wide audience – from the young adult, to the very senior. I believe Force Ripe has a little bit for everyone, especially our Caribbean audience, who will be able resonate with the scenes, characters, the places, the culture and the language. I want readers to want to read this book and want to share it with others. Selective parts can even be read to the very young audience.

Cindy McKenzie reading from Force Ripe

OPA: Are you inspired by other writers from the Caribbean, especially Merle Collins, a fellow Grenadian?

CM :I am not as widely read as I would like, however, I am inspired by writers who are bold and brave enough to step outside of conformity and write the truth, write about the taboo stuff which are unspoken and frown upon. I admire those who are not afraid to use our “Nation language” and to quote you on that, “… there are just some things that don’t have the same sense of intimacy or color if not said in Nation language…. I use nation language… to say what I mean from the center of my navel… to jolt readers to listen and read more carefully, to glean from the language the Caribbean sensibilities that I am always pushing, sometimes subtly, other times more forcefully. Nation language allows me to infuse the poem with all of the smells and colors of home…” I too believe this to be true. I thoroughly enjoyed Bake Face & other Guava Stories and Merle Collins’ Callaloo poem. When I was writing this someone very close said to me, “enough bakes and cocoa tea stories.” Am glad I didn’t listen, because bakes and cocoa tea to me is like roast beef and Yorkshire pudding to him! And I still Love my bakes and cocoa tea.

OPA: Are you currently writing or thinking about writing  another novel?

CM: I have to. I already have a few chapters, which I had cut from Force Ripe, so I have a start. I would like to get right to it now, but life happens in between.

OPA: What are you hopes for this novel — in other words who do you want it to reach, which in my mind is different from audience, what place do you hope it will have?

CM: I would like to see Force Ripe in the schools, especially the secondary schools. It would be great to have it on the school curriculum, and not just in our local Grenadian schools, but as far as it can reach, throughout the Caribbean. I really hope it will find a place on the shelf of book stores, in-spite of the self published taboo which hangs over it. And I would love to see Force Ripe as a movie.

OPA: Your children certainly were involved in the production of the book, how does being a mother inform the writing of this book?

CM: Being a mother has made me look at the characters with different eyes, especially the main character Lee. As I wrote about Lee’s experiences, I was able to compare her with my own daughter at different stages in her life, particularly at the age of 10. Being a mother has made me look at myself and where my children would have been had I make different choices, like my own parents did.

An excerpts from Force Ripe

“The convent girls gather up the front gate and line up the steps like a firing squad when they hear the Rastaman daughter coming. Me legs tremble. Me chest get heavy with fright. So I pull meself inside me like a soldier crab. I could do it real good now. And sometimes, I does even forget to come back out (p.272)”

Website:http://cindymac.info

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Cindy-McKenzie-Author-295573863938027/timeline/

 

B is for Benye, a VI Book from New Writer

PembertonPhoto_72dpiCharlene Pemberton, is a retired teacher who taught for 30 years in St Croix, at the middle school and high school level. Although she hails from St Thomas, her place of birth, St Croix is now her home, where she has just launched, her first book, but most certainly not her last.

Teacher Pemberton worked for seven years researching and editing this ABC text that is not a primer. “After writing it, I left it on my desk for years until my daughter pushed and propelled me to publish it, October, 2015.”   Similar to many established and emerging writer, Pemberton’s process begins with brainstorming. She adds, “Then I write continuously without correcting errors. Usually, I put my writing away for a day or two and begin with a fresh eye. Here is when I complete my revising and editing.   Also, writing and reading groups offered ideas and encouragement throughout the process.”

The kernel for this book began many years ago as Charlene narrates its impetus. “One day I brought benye treats for my high school English classes.  To my surprise, this local name was unfamiliar to them.  However, after tasting the treats, the class responded saying, “We’ve had this before. But we just didn’t know the name.” Pemberton asserts that it was this event that “planted the seed for my cultural book that informs, and at the same time it highlights culture.  I dedicated my book to my grandson because I want him to know about his culture and to pass it on to future generations.”

Donning the roles of teacher, mother and grandmother contributed enormously to the writing of the book, Charlene Pemberton notes.  Even though her targeted audiences are middle school students and their parents and teachers, the book is also for visitors to the US Virgin Islands.  “These groups, I believe, would appreciate the essence of our culture and history.” Reflecting more, Charlene adds, “I would like my book to reach different cultures.  Virgin Islanders have a unique heritage and through my books I hope to share my culture with the world.”
Inspired by her community, Pemberton pays homage to the late Crucian poet, Marvin Williams, whom she knew.  “One of his [Williams] first published poems is my favorite.  I believe it was about Milo and the Kings, a musical icon on the island of St Thomas. I loved this particular poem because it depicted Virgin Islands musical pride.”

Be is for Benye is the first of many to come. Charlene Pemberton is currently researching Virgin Islanders “who were members of the Tuskegee Airmen.  This type of information is usually not found in history books.” Like so much of the Virgin Islands rich history that has been omitted, Charlene Pemberton believes firmly that the history and culture “must be written about and celebrated by its own so our children and future generation will know the foundation of their culture.

Support local writers such as Charlene Pemberton by buying her book, and insist that local schools purchase copies. In additiona, by purchasing and sending copies for family and friends who live abroad, as well as the children who are here, you help to support the continuity of the culture.

Happy that her book is finally out, Charlene Pemberton says, “I would like to give a warm Virgin Islands shout out to all my former students!”

Below is an excerpt from B is for Benye.

B is for Benye: A Virgin Islands Historical and Cultural A-Z Book begins with a Virgin Islands family, the Penns, living In Orlando Florida. The grandparents, Clarice and Vincent, who live on the island of St. Croix, want to pass down and share their Virgin Islands heritage with their grandchildren, Madelyn and Joah who have visited St. Croix only one time. So, both grandparents decided to send the children a very special present.

Can you guess what present the Penns sent their grandchildren?

Well, come along and find out.

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Available at stores in St Croix and St Thomas

The Rain of Life

IMG_0986 We depend on rain for our water supply.

We depend on oxygen to breathe.

We depend on day to work and play.

We depend on night to rest and sleep.

We do not create or have anything to do with any of these so called “natural” phenomena.

More often than not we take them for granted.

What or who else are you taking for granted in your life?

Where are you just showing up and receiving blessings without giving something in return?

In order to have water all the time, even when we go for periods without rains, we have to built dams and wells and cisterns.

We accept the oxygen by breathing, and some of us practice deep breathing as we have learnt that this habit expands our lungs and helps the oxygen to circulate more fully throughout our bodies.

Similarly, with the day and night, we have learnt how to harness and maximize both times, and the benefits and necessity of each for us.

So it is not really true that the good things in life are free.  Nothing is free.  Everything requires our conscious or unconscious reciprocal energy.

Therefore, if you want rain in your life, make sure you have a container to store it, and you plan for its uses so you will always have water when you need it.

Think about all the people and the plant and animal life throughout the world who die from lack of water.  Pause now and send them a drop of daily rain. You and your thoughts are that powerful.

The Island of Your Mind

FullSizeRenderSome of us live on islands and for us these islands are the world, as big as the African continent, the 2nd largest, but depicted inaccurately on most maps to look smaller.

Some people dream of owning an island, while others have purchased islands for their own private resorts or play ground.

Each of us possess an island, also known as your mind, and as such, you  get to decide what you allow in and out.

As you begin a new year, honor and protect your mind by being mindful of what you eat, who you associate with,  what information you allow to enter, and most importantly the thoughts you allow to linger and upon which you ponder.

No need to enter a race if you decide in advance that you cannot win.  Similarly, whatever thoughts and ideas you feed to your mind will grow. Plants flowers and fruits on your island, not weeds and despair.

My island is 360 degree of positive inspiration and creativity.

Get Busy Living the Life You Want

FullSizeRender All too often I hear people making all kinds of excuses about why they are not living the life they want, why what they want is not impossible or they have to wait until the time is right.

Toss excuses into the garbage.  If you want it and think it then it is possible. The time is now. The time is right, if you make it so.

Live your life fully today. Take baby steps towards your goals. Love every moment of every day.  Don’t sweat the small things.  Forgive people’s haste and ignorance.  Be bigger than the small minded.

When I wake up and look out at this beautiful environment that nurtures and protects me, I know I am on the right path and my life is unfolding like a glorious sun-flower.

Joy and gratitude are the stepping stones to achieving your goals.

Our Pot of Gold

IMG_0556.JPGOur lives are precious and invaluable, and there is so much more that we each can do for ourselves as well as for others.

Forget about old hurts and grudges.  Give them to the earth to be transformed into compost.

Banish the naysayers from your head.

There is really nothing you cannot do.  If you think or dream it, it is possible.

Welcome the builders and cheers in your life.  Welcome those who say yes to your projects and those who say I have an idea how you can achieve them, let me help you. Say yes to help and assistance it is a form of strength.

Welcome community because it is really true that it takes a team to make many amazing projects happen.

Call up an old relative or a friend and apologize even though you are sure you were not the one who caused the infraction.

Promise to do something small daily for the world, and that might just be to do you to the best of your ability and smile and applaud yourself.

The world needs our love.  The world feeds on our joy.  The world rejoices about our creativity.  The world really, truly says yes to you just as you are.

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Here!  Let’s share this pot of gold.

 

The Best Is Now

IMG_0494 Today, right now is the perfect time to contemplate where you are, where you want to go, and acknowledge that your life is good and getting better minute by minute because you are paying attention and getting rid of everyone and everything that do not serve you and/or detract you from being and living your highest and best self.

How glorious you are.  How awesome is your life. How blessed is this life, the only one you know…

Natalie Baszile: Blazing with her debut novel, Queen Sugar

An Interview with Opal Palmer Adisa

 Natalie Baszile is the author of the debut novel, Queen Sugar, soon to be adapted into a TV series by writer/director, Ava DuVernay of “Selma” fame, and co-produced by Oprah Winfrey for OWN, Winfrey’s cable network. Queen Sugar was named one of the San Francisco Chronicles’ Best Books of 2014, was long-listed for the Crooks Corner Southern Book Prize, and nominated for an NAACP Image Award.

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OPA: When did you know you had a novel in you?

NB:     I began to suspect I had a novel in me when I realized a short story I’d written was actually just part of a larger story.  This was 1997 and I was at my grandmother’s funeral in Louisiana. During the service, it occurred to me that her town was the place from where one of my characters had come.  It was a startling realization, but also a relief.  When I got home from the funeral, I pulled out the short story and started imagining the characters’ lives. The novel grew from there.

OPA: What education/life experiences prepared you to write this novel? And how long did it take?

NB:     Queen Sugar took 11 years to write, and I have to say that everything I did in advance of selling the manuscript prepared me  to write it.  I was an English major as an undergraduate at Berkeley. That’s where I was first introduced to and fell in love with Afro-American Literature. Afro-American literature was experiencing a renaissance of sorts. Alice Walker, Toni Morrison, Gloria Naylor were just a few of the black authors who were all publishing books and I was completely inspired by their work.  That’s when I started to thinking I might want to be a writer.  I earned a M.A. in Afro-American Studies, and that experience depended my appreciation, not just for Afro-American literature, but for the history the diaspora.  Those two experiences helped me lay the foundation.  Years later, after I’d started working on Queen Sugar, I went back to school again and earned an M.F.A. in Creative Writing because I realized I needed to learn more about the craft of writing.  I also worked for my family’s business for eleven years after college. While that experience didn’t teach me anything about writing, I learned some valuable lessons about how quickly time could pass and how important it was for me to pursue my passion while I had the chance.

OPA: Did you always know you wanted to write?

NB:     I always knew I wanted to write.  I loved books as a kid, and initially thought I wanted to be a journalist. During college I secretly dreamed of moving to New York and writing for a magazine, but I was afraid to take the leap, which, looking back seems so ridiculous. But I’d also promised my dad that after graduation I’d work in his business.  I’m the oldest of two girls, and my younger sister announced early on that she wanted to be an academic, so I suppose I felt a sense of duty–so that’s what I did for 11 years until I couldn’t stand it any more and quit.  Writing is something I have to do. It’s an absolute necessity–physically, emotionally, and psychologically, spiritually. When I don’t write, I don’t really feel like myself.

OPA: Your novel, Queen Sugar, is set in Louisiana.  Did you grow up there or do you have family there?

NB:     I’m a native Californian, but my dad was born in Louisiana, which, I think, gave me permission to claim it as part of my identity. My extended family still lives there, and I love having southern roots, but I’m also grateful to have a western sensibility.  I don’t think I could have written Queen Sugar if I’d been born in Louisiana.  That book is all about discovery and being in a state of wonder.  In so many ways, I needed to occupy a space outside of the culture in order to write about it.

OPA: Why is this story important to the Black literary tradition?

NB:     When I first dreamed of becoming a writer, African-American literature explored a range of topics, but then it seemed to narrow for a time, which I think had more to do with publishing and less to do with reality. But there was definitely a period when it seemed that the only stories told (or published) about black peoples’ lives were either entirely urban or entirely rural, and I wasn’t seeing anything that reflected my experience on the book shelves.  That lack of range was huge reason why I wanted to write Queen Sugar. Because it’s like Toni Morrison says:  “If you don’t see a book you want to read, then you must write it.”  I always hoped that Queen Sugar would tell a story readers hadn’t seen:  the story of a middle class, suburban black woman from the west.  The Black literary tradition is so rich.  I’m very grateful to be a part of it.

OPA: Which black writers and other writers’ works have influenced you?

NB:     Where do I begin?  James Baldwin, Toni Morrison, Alice Walker, Zora Neal Hurston and Jean Toomer were some of my early influences. I love Andrea Lee’s story collection, Interesting Women, then there’s Zadie Smith and Chiminanda Adiche.  I don’t write poetry, but I read it and have tremendous admiration for poets: Elizabeth Alexander, A. Van Jordan, Natasha Tretheway, Cornelius Eady, Yusef Komenyakaa, Lucille Clifton . . . .  I just read Claudia Rankine’s Citizen, which blew me away, and am reading Robin Coste Lewis’s Voyage of the Sable Venus, which I love, love love.  I love Amy Bloom and Elizabeth Strout, Michael Cunningham, Elena Ferrante’s,  Anthony Doerr. So many writers . . .I also draw inspiration from other art forms.  Kara Walker’s work is provocative and interesting. Then there’s Glen Ligon, Carrie Mae Weems, Elizabeth Catlett, and Richard Mayhew . . . I could go on.

OPA: Are you willing to say what you’re working on next?

NB:     I have an idea for my next novel, but I’m at the very beginning of the process, which feels so strange after working on Queen Sugar for so long. I have the tiniest seed of an idea, just a kernel, which I have to nurture and protect, so I can’t say much about it.

OPA: What does Natalie do for fun, when she is not writing, let us, just a little, into a glimpse of you – Natalie?

NB:     When I’m not writing, I love to ride my bike and garden, although I have to confess I haven’t done much of either lately. I had a big garden when I lived in Los Angeles, but I still haven’t figured out how to grow anything but salad greens and lemons in San Francisco where it’s so much cooler. I like to entertain and enjoy entertaining friends over for dinner. I love to travel and have a long list of places I’d love to experience. I have a lot of things on my bucket list.

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Natalie Baszile, a member of the San Francisco Writers’ Grotto, has a M.A. in Afro-American Studies from UCLA, and an MFA from Warren Wilson College’s MFA Program for Writers. Her non-fiction work has appeared in The Rumpus.netMission at TenthThe Best Women’s Travel Writing Volume 9, and O, The Oprah Magazine. For more information visit her website: http://nataliebaszile.com or connect with her on FaceBook

 

Mona Lisa Saloy’s New Orleans: Returning to Family & Culture

An Interview with Opal Palmer Adisa

 OPA: You attended Graduate school in the San Francisco Bay are, and then you returned to New Orleans, why?

MonalisasaloyMLS: The San Francisco Bay Area was great for my growth, grad school at S.F. State, where I met YOU! Then attending workshops & readings at later working at the S.F. African American Historical & Cultural Society originally in the Filmore, was a writer’s dream; it was there I met Bob Kaufman, who heard us young poets read; it was great time. Top that with the events listed in The Poetry Flash, many of which I attended. I was a performing poet. A reading was a literary and social event. I sold Broadsides of my work, so I was encouraged to keep doing that, but my work was not deepening. Typical of performers, I was beginning to cater to audience preferences for “popular” pieces instead of digging deeper. Then, the Afro-American Museums’ Association sent us to the World’s Fair in New Orleans. There, the great Danny Barker, musician, and Mrs. Sybil Morial (wife of a Black NOLA Mayor and mother to another) reported their disappointment that too many New Orleans youth left for higher education and did not return. Their pleas hit me in the gut. Couple that with missing my family with our wonderful culture, cuisine, and music. Within a year, I returned home to New Orleans. Not only did I deepen my work, but reconnected with my family roots, grew emotionally, and have two books to show, two additional degrees, and a career as a Folklorist in addition.

OPA: How and when did you come to poetry?  Does poetry matter in today’s society/world?

MLS: After marrying too young, and suffering through a terrible car accident six months into the marriage, I was left with a broken pelvis, a hole in my lung and no memory. I wrote to remember and met poets who told me I sounded like a writer (had no clue what they meant); they introduced me to their teach, Colleen McElroy, who became my mentor and nurtured my new-found love of literature, especially literature by people of color. It was on from there, and I never looked elsewhere.

Yes, poetry is the world’s lyric, the tale of today, the comment on our times, the quandaries considered, blasted, blessed, praised, and condemned. Poetry will always be essential.

OPA: What keeps you writing?

MLS: Something inside that makes me speak for those to can’t or won’t, to tell our tales, hail our uniqueness, so much of which is the sweetness of life. Then, someone has to speak up for injustice; otherwise, it will continue to exist.

OPA: Who have been some of the important voices that have shaped your poetics?

MLS:   Black Writers, Asian, Latino, Native Americans and Whites. This is just a partial list.

Carolyn M. Rodgers, Frank Chinn, Federico Garcia Lorca, Joy Hargo, Emily Dickerson, Jessica Hagedorn, Nicolas Guillen, Roberta Hill, e.e. Cummings, Sonia Sanchez,           Li-Young Lee, Pablo Neruda, Simon Ortiz, Leslie Marmon Silko, Rilke, Ishmael Reed, African writers such as Okot B’Tek, Wole Soyinka and Derek Walcott from the Caribbean. There are many more, but these came up first!

OPA: As a writer/folklorist committed to documenting your family and cultural history, how do you decide what story to tell?

MLS: As a writer, I’m compelled to tell the story that erupts strongest from my sensibility, of which sometimes, I have no control; it comes up and must get out. Other times, I aim to tell something that needs telling about my people as a whole, or connections. In the world, Black people are united by culture and separated by sea, but we are so much more alike than different. I’m often moved by the similarities and enjoy the differences, the many delights of this life.

OPA: You were living and teaching in New Orleans when Katrina happened and the poems in Second Line Home documents your journey, and the personal cost since that event.  What has been the worst aspect of that atrocity in America’s history?

MLS: The worst is that this was not a natural disaster but a Federal Flood as we now call it. We, our parents-grandparents-and us, paid for substantial levees sturdy enough to hold back the sea, as the Dutch hold back the North Sea with our design; at some point, politicians and the Army Core of Engineers scaled back to a cheaper model that did not work. To add insult to injury, we cannot sue the Federal Government. 80% of the city of New Orleans flooded due to levee failure after hurricane Katrina was gone. There was no place to live, no grocery stores—food deserts. We were exiled to all points across the country. Returning to tend our land was expensive. Before the Federal Flood, the lower 9th Ward (Arondissment in Paris) can boast as the largest Black neighborhood of homeowners in the nation, a statistic one never heard over the sensationalism of the “Black Poor” there. Over ten years since the Federal Flood, and I and others are still not in our homes. Many cannot afford to return. Too many of us lost everything.

Worse than that is the tremendous interruption of our culture. In New Orleans, even with very little, Black people have a tradition of living gloriously, of giving thanks for each day with style and swag. Our cuisine is beloved as is our music and style. We made a way out of no way when we had to during Jim Crow and lived gloriously making cultural all along the way. Now, our neighborhoods are toothless; our families interrupted. Some of our names return 300 years; there’s a different sense of place in that respect, and some may never return.

OPA: Has New Orleans healed from katrina? Is there still support that is need? How and where can folks help?

MLS: Certainly, New Orleans is in healing mode still; there is so much more that needs to be done. To begin, help those who need it instead of sitting on it. We’re the only place post-Katrina, who did not get replacement value, and the insurance companies were allowed to stiff us after paying premiums for decades. Now, many cannot afford coverage. This is a travesty of what America purports to be. New Jersey shore is rebuilt. No one is NYC is crying. New Orleans is one of the jewels of this nation, but we need help.

Help out: write your Representatives & Congressmen. There should be a national outcry that too many cannot rebuild or do not have funds to complete rebuilding. President Obama,
http://www.pen.org/blog/federal-flood
http://www.theneworleansadvocate.com/features/12982208-171/new-orleanians-fighting-their-way

OPA: What are you working on now, and what support do you need as a poet?

MLS: Currently, stealing time to complete 1. My manuscript on contemporary Black Creole culture; 2. My manuscript on Kids Games: Sidewalk Songs, Jump-Rope Rhymes, and Clap-Hand Games; and 3. Re-writing my manuscript on Bob Kaufman. In the interim, I’m designing future works focused on my communities, which will be group efforts.

Dr. Mona Lisa Saloy is the Conrad N. Hilton Endowed Professor, Coordinator of English in the School of Humanities at Dillard University

For more information about Mona Lisa Saloy and her work, visit the websites listed below. Here is one of her poems:

On not being able to write a post-Katrina poem about New Orleans

It wasn’t Katrina you see
It was the levees
One levee crumbled under Pontchartrain water surges
One levee broke by barge, the one not supposed to park near ninth-ward streets
One levee overflowed under Pontchartrain water pressure
We paid for a 17-foot levee but
We got 10-foot levees, so
Who got all that money—the hundreds of thousands
Earmarked for the people’s protection?

No metaphors capture this battle for New Orleans
Now defeated and scorned by the bitter mistress of Bush-era non-government
New Orleans is broken by the bullet of ignorance
Our streets are baptized by brutal neglect
Our homes, now empty of brown and white faces, segregated by
Our broken promises of help where only hurt remains
Our hearts like our voices hollow now in the aftermath

Our eyes are scattered among T.V. images of
Our poor who without cars cling to interstate ramps like buoys
Our young mothers starving stealing diapers and bottles of baby food
Our families spread as ashes to the wind after cremation
Our brothers our sisters our aunts our uncles our mothers our fathers lost
Stranded like slaves in the Middle Passages
Pressed like sardines, in the Super Dome, like in slave ships
Where there was no escape from feces or
Some died on sidewalks waiting for help
Some raped in the Dome waiting for water and food
Some kids kidnapped like candy bars on unwatched shelves
Some beaten by shock and anger
Some homeless made helpless and hopeless by it all

Where is Benjamin Franklin when we need him?
Did we not work hard, pay our taxes, vote our leaders into office?
What happened to life, liberty, and the pursuit of the good?
Oh say, can you see us America?
Is our bright burning disappointment visible years later?
Is all we get the baked-on sludge of putrid water, your empty promises?
Where are you America?

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Presenting It Begins With Tears to Young Readers: Berkeley High School

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Yesterday  I had the pleasure of reading from my first novel to students, juniors, at Berkeley High where It Begins With Tears is being taught.

Although this novel has been taught in more than 30 colleges nation-wide, and internationally, and at three High schools, including Berkeley high, in the past, I had not written it with young people in mind so I am always surprised and humbled when students come up to me and say, as two students did yesterday, that it is the best book that they have read, and countless others, approached me after my presentation to say how much they enjoyed and liked the novel.

A parent was in the audience and asked what has been my most favorite thing about writing this and other books, and I have to say, hands down, it is the opportunity to share my work and hear what readers take away. I love that it continues to find its way to young people, and as far removed as they are from the rural Jamaica setting, and the issues of community and relationships that it explore, that it still resonates with students.

IMG_4900I want to thank Alan Miller, the teacher who has introduced these young people to my text and who invited me to present to both his classes yesterday, and for inviting other teachers and students, who were not in the class, but who came to listen and ask questions.

The greatest reward for me as a writer is sharing my work, and knowing that there are people out there who are reading me and being exposed to the people and their stories that I present in my works.

I truly enjoyed revisiting this text through the eyes of these young adults, and want to thank each of them for being present and all the questions they asked.

Thanks too to the two students who introduced me, Nia and the young man whose name escapes me now, and Zeeshawn, who made me promise to write a story with a character with his name.

Nuff Respect to Berkeley High School for my visit.

Walk Good,