Been working on a trilogy of books about James Baldwin entitled BALDWIN NOTES. the first book will be a book of poems called "I HEARD RUFUS SAY". here are some of the poems from the manuscript. 
The bridge 
  For Albert Ayler, who died along the dubious lines. 
 
The mouth of a river, 
Hold the soot of a country 
And this city of bridges 
Knows no mercy for thinkers 
 
And if it was Bessie in the morning 
Then its was, drifting he thigh at night. 
So after it was guilt in the mirror 
For the push to love weighed terrible 
And these angels gargoyle the mystery 
 
Temples are on fire 
His beautiful mouth 
His sly sugar walk 
His tell in of a Rufus 
The ashed Icarus 
No wings. 
 
And the soot of the city 
Hidden by the fog 
Faggot call words burst mountains 
Jump.  
Jump. 
Jump. They never saw you. 
 
 
The call 
 
 And for stars who die 
What of their light? 
 
I imagine, you the late riser 
Chasing a hangover, last night’s 
Pages in hand, a cig dangle 
Lucien asks you if you are ready for coffee 
 
You kiss him, full and bold mouth  
For you are not of Harlem, 
Even as its nightstick remembers 
And the phone rings, 
A shiver rises up the spine 
Snuggle the sweater close, the fourth ring 
You make it- 
 
Your brother is whisper 
Says 
“they killed Malcolm come home.” 
The receiver never finds the handle 
As Betty’s face cuts your cheek. 
 
 
Times Square, 1940 
 
There was the palpable tension 
For the earth too separate 
Jews dying. The beginning 
  
None of it mattered 
The burn in my heart  
The search for my place 
 
I took him full on in the mouth 
Rough kiss, he grabs me short curl 
And I can see my father’s eyes 
 
To blink, alley light swinging 
Against the brick, “relax. I’ll do you.” 
Spit trickles to my ankle 
 
I wonder how I smell to him 
If he can see my black skin 
Underneath all of this shame 
 
I finish, and he gestures to me 
To return, 
His eyes blaze and it hurts to hood them 
 
The belt, fumbles 
My hands feel dumb 
The zipper sound of a thousand lions 
His hair smells of sweat 
Sweet anticipation 
A beautiful indecision, I swallow.
Monday, September 28, 2009
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Thursday, September 10, 2009
NEW RELEASES FROM CLEVELAND TAPES
EXCLUSIVE CONTENT FROM CLEVELAND TAPES + FARE TRADE RECORDS!
So a year ago i started a boutique record label specializing in live electronics, hip hop, electro soul, and re-genre(make your own ish). we wanted to provide a very structured curatorial vision to what we presented, we wanted to be artful, soul epic, and witty. we wanted to make sure that every release would be available digitally and on tape. (of course we still had to make cds).
so here we are - CLEVELAND TAPES - and we are offering a contest to help us get the word out - send 25 people to our site, and if 5 of them purchase an album. we will give you exclusive remixes, mash-ups and singles for a whole year. yes! a whole year! here's how it will works. you send them to our site-and you email us their names and emails to clevelandtapes@yahoo.com
we check and see if your folks played ball- and then BAM! every week 320 bit mp3's show up in your inbox. its that simple.
PASS THE WORD!
so here we are - CLEVELAND TAPES - and we are offering a contest to help us get the word out - send 25 people to our site, and if 5 of them purchase an album. we will give you exclusive remixes, mash-ups and singles for a whole year. yes! a whole year! here's how it will works. you send them to our site-and you email us their names and emails to clevelandtapes@yahoo.com
we check and see if your folks played ball- and then BAM! every week 320 bit mp3's show up in your inbox. its that simple.
PASS THE WORD!
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
THOSE TIMES
THOSE TIMES
A good friend sent me some of her new fiction and while reading it occurred to me that this city of cle has so many folks without an outlet for what they can offer, without a safe place to explore new interest to push older ones and make waves toward actually reaching their goals. a live's work.
its time to change this:
so with this - the Praxis Method - i want your thoughts. what would you like to see in the form of forums, book clubs, shows, make some random shit parties etc. - any ideas that will make this dull ass city of ours better for the fuckers who have to live here. you can do it as a comment here on the blog or via the facebook.
let's go!
viva!
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