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The Fire Within the Poet

Shange’s poem “Hijo de Las Americas” is a call to collectivity and communion amongst those people who have been affected by English and American imperialism. It is also a call to protecting Black and Brown intellectual thought, which imperialism tries so hard to dismantle and destroy. A poet’s power lies in one’s way to reach the heart with words. to bring commonality and experience across bodies and minds. A poet’s mind, specifically one writing with the consciousness of liberation and collective struggle, is boundless. And this limitless is a threat to imperialism, which is met with violence. In Shange’s poem, Carlos reads the poems which survive the ruins of imperialist wars. He reads them, and his body feels the hurt which pervades the violence against free Black thought. Shange writes:

“carlos reads the poems he can/the rest

were burned by friends/when the security police

la guardia nacional/came looking for a free black

mind/burned poems cannot return/we

must

fix carlito’s leg/he must be able to stand up/…”

Carlos reads what’s left but the injuries of the war, both physical and mental, leave him impaired, searching for something. He reads these poems and awaits to pen his own, “poet[ing] his black black language.” However, Shange notes the importance of collectivity here, denoting that “we” as a community must help Carlos stand up. We must help him be free for him to create in spite of this constant violence and destruction imposed on the world he lives in. Violence against

intellects of color is not something new in the US. It is a systematic cycle of oppression and violence against “free Black minds.” An example which came

to mind as I was reading this was “Fire!!: A Quarterly Devoted to Younger Negro Artists”,

which was published during the Harlem Renaissance. Zora Neale Hurston, Gwendolyn Bennet, and Langston Hughes were among some of the creative intellectuals who founded and contributed to this magazine. It was dedicated to being a form of Black creative consumption for Black folk and other people it appealed to. Some of the writings within the magazine were odes to women and sexuality, along with poems reveling in queer love and liberation. However, the systematic violence against people of color in publishing always existed. To my knowledge, it is unknown who committed the atrocity, but the Fire!! printing press was burned to the ground shortly after they began circulating. After the loss incurred from that, the writers discontinued the magazine and existing copies are extremely rare to come by today. I think it is poignant to note the stark commonality between the past and present of Black poetry. While Shange uses burned poems as a metaphor for the stifling of free thought and exchanges of livelihood between people of color in imperialist nations, the Fire!! printing was literally burned down for being a threat to white life during the Harlem Renaissance. Shange poses a break to this system of destruction by reminding communities to band together and help one another make sense of the world, when colonialism tries to take that away from people.

To end my post, I will attach the foreword of the Fire!! magazine. While contextually, it serves as an explanation of where the quarterly name comes from, I think it also speaks to what Shange writes about in her poem. She writes about the burning of poems, one of the many fires, which torches black freedom.Fire is power and fire is pain. However, fire is also that which burns within a poet and within a soul; to keep going and to keep fighting.

to see & be seen — reflections on Gardiner and Brown’s revival of for colored girls

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“make sure you have eye contact Brianna!”

“what are you looking at?”

“okay, can you look at me?”

“yeah, I’ve noticed that you don’t look directly in people’s eyes.”

 

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Hi everyone,

My name is Brianna Johnson, and I am an actress who finds it difficult to maintain eye contact. Why…? you may wonder. I haven’t taken the time to truly interrogate this anxiety in depth, but I know it definitely has to do with an anxiety around fully connecting to another person in space. In a medium like Theatre, I’ve quickly realized this anxiety doesn’t bode well during rehearsals and performances. Thus, I’ve learned to dedicate some of that anxiety I hold around actually connecting with my scene partners into actually leaning into connecting with my scene partners. However, it is no simple act or one that I am always comfortable with. As my training and experiences in acting progress, its become easier and I’ve realized an important thing about the foundational aims of Theatre.

For me, the Theatrical Space should offer people the opportunity “to see” &/or “be/feel seen”. I am only interested in theatrical work that can allow people to expand their worldviews with variegated experiences and or provide a space for folks (both actors and audience members) to feel represented. Shange’s for colored girls who have considered suicide/when the rainbow is enuf as a piece of Theatre is premised on this ability “to see” various Black femme experiences and provide a space for black women to “be/feel seen” or as Shange states in for colored girls “somebody/ anybody sing a black girl’s song bring her out to know herself.” for colored girls came into my life at a time where I was incredibly disillusioned with college theatre and its Eurocentric foundations and not only redefined my view of what Theatre could be, but affirmed to me my right of belonging within that space. Everytime I revisit this text, I discover something new about it and something new about my relationship to it.

Thus, to SEE this work in action—outside of performing within it—was an experience that I knew would be enormous for me. Walking out of the Public Theatre on that night of October 17th, 2019, the one word that kept returning to my mind was intentional. I could honestly talk about how obviously intentional and collaborative the directing, casting, characterization, choreography, lighting, sound, and costuming among other production elements was, FOR HOURS ON END. However, we do not have the time or word count for my extensive review of this play. What I will say is that the most striking part of this play, outside of the wonderful casting, was the way that the actresses utilized eye contact within their deliverance of the lines. As an actress, I am cognizant of the power that eye contact can have in really raising the stakes of a theatrical moment. However, to experience this as AN AUDIENCE member in a production of for colored girls was such a striking experience for me. Sitting on the stage, I was afforded the experience to hold eye contact with almost all if not all of the colored women for at least 2 seconds, and it was in those moments that I saw and felt seen in a Theatre but in a different way. In their choice to hold direct eye-contact with me, I found our personal identities as performer and audience member to disappear for a couple of moments and instead we were just two humans, two Black girls connecting– seeing each other for who we are and who we can be for a couple of moments. These moments of intimacy between the colored women and myself, compounded with the experience of seeing the choreopoem play out as an audience member for the first time, emphasized to me not only what Theatre can be but in my opinion should be: “a place to see & be/feel seen.”

It still can be uncomfortable for me to hold eye contact with folks in my daily and Theatrical life. However, with this experience in mind I know the impact that something as simple as eye-contact can do for an audience member’s experience of the show.

 

Women of Color Feminisms: Unseen Digitized Labor and Activism

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I found Cassius Adair and Lisa Nakamura’s piece, “The Digital Afterlives of This Bridge Called My Back: Women of Color Feminism, Digital Labor, and Networked Pedagogy” to be incredibly thought provoking. For one, it made me realize I never really stopped to consider legal “fair use” laws, the labor theft of women of color, and internet consumption in the same vein, before this class. It made me contextualize my social media content consumption, along with giving me hope for how these platforms can be used in the future.

Kitchen Table Press was badass. Sorry if that kind of language is prohibited, but not that sorry. These women (pictured below) founded their own publishing press to protect their intellectual theories, ideations, and stories. It was an invention of survival and struggle. These Black and Brown women participated in the creation of a safe space for the longevity of their geniuses. Adair and Nakamura write, “by reflecting, writing, and speaking about the struggles of producing and circulation This Bridge, the members of Kitchen Table Press aligned their emotional, intellectual, and distribution activities as labor” (265). These women fought for their own structure of publishing and reclaimed the metaphysical, mental, and emotional labor, along with the academic production of their own works.

screengrab of @wellreadblkgirl's tweet of this image.

“It was published by Kitchen Table: Women of Color Press (Barbara Smith, Audre Lorde, Cherrie Moraga, Beverly Smith, & Hattie Gosset) in ’83).

The image I have inserted above of Barbara Smith, Audre Lorde, Cherrie Moraga, Beverly Smith, & Hattie Gosset is a widely circulated image that pops up, if you Google, “kitchen table press.” However, I use this screen grab intentionally. This picture was tweeted by the Twitter account @wellreadblkgirl. I had no idea this page existed. I attached a link attached to the image below, which describes the bio of the page, if folks want to check it out. The bio reads, “Well-Read Black Girl: Book club turned literary festival…Finding Our Stories, Discovering Ourselves.” I include this and point out that this account tweeted the image of the Kitchen Table Press because I feel like it’s a perfect example of the coincidence of This Bridge and digital consumption and activism. Black women and other women of color can utilize platforms to bend to their principles and lived experiences detailed in these scholarly works, while educating and sharing with the masses. It also allows for younger women to be empowered by these examples and to see issues surrounding race, gender, sexuality and other intersections of identity to be topics which they can theorize and discuss as well. These kinds of accounts and platforms dismantle the monolith of academia. However, Twitter is another coroporate conglomerate which stands to gain compensation, as opposed to the individual. I wonder what alternative, non-corporate platforms of sharing these kinds of thoughts can be imagined to look like.

While this is a much more complicated issue of the violent history of uncompensated labor and practice against women of color, this kind of knowledge dissemination and creation of networks allows for a new understanding of how education like third world feminisms can reach the “global cultural flow,” as anthropologist Arjun Appadurai calls it. I remember learning about his theory of “technoscapes” in one of my anthropology classes., where he uses it to describe and understand the global economic and cultural flow through different disseminations of knowledge. His term is one in which the increasing speed and advancement of technology can help understand the “increasingly complex relationships between money flows, political possibilities, and the availability of both low and highly-skilled labor” (Appadurai, 298). This can help us better understand how Adair and Nakamura characterize the “Internet [as] animated by cultural and technical labour” structures (263). This is not just a phenomenon limited to America or women of color feminists within the States. The Internet is just a paradoxical example of simultaneous (in)/visibility of the theft of labor and labor divisions created for people of color across the world.

However, as I end my post of rambles, I wonder if a hegemonic Black feminist and third world feminist discourse can be created with the Internet. Edward Said’s Orientialism relies on European hegemony being consolidated through the constant circulation of Western scholarly discourse. Taking “technoscapes” into consideration, a Black/women of color feminism hegemony is not impossible with the use of social media. I use the word hegemony because my vocabulary currently lacks the vernacular to describe a dominant society based on the principles of revolution and freedom. While I understand this issue is way more nuanced than the points I offer, I wonder and yearn to be part of that kind of world. If only…