Afaa Michael Weaver
Afaa Michael Weaver Poems
- Rambling In general population, census is consensus—ain't ...
- Flux I am a city of bones deep inside my marrow,
- The Appaloosa The one horse you gave me you took back when ...
- What Elizabeth Bishop Could No... Black women keep secrets...
- American Income The survey says all groups can make more ...
- Self-Portrait I see myself in the shadows of a ...
- Inside The Blues Whale It is not just my problem. It ...
Afaa Michael Weaver (born 1951 Baltimore, Maryland) formerly known as Michael S. Weaver, is an American poet, short story writer and editor. He is author of numerous poetry collections and his honors include a Fulbright Scholarship and fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts, Pew Foundation, and Kingsley Tufts Poetry Award.
Born in Maryland, he studied two years at the University of Maryland. Then he entered the world of factory life alongside his father and uncles and remained a factory worker for fifteen years. He started 7th Son Press and Blind Alleys, a literary journal. He graduated from Brown University on a fellowship, with an M.A, and Excelsior College with a B.A. ... more »
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In general population, census
is consensus—ain't nowhere to run
to in these walls, walls like a mind—
We visitors stand in a yellow circle
so the tower can frisk us with light,
finger the barrels on thirsty rifles.
I got rambling, rambling on my mind
In general population, madness runs
swift through the river changing, changing
in hearts, men tacked in their chairs,
resigned to hope we weave into air,
talking this and talking that and one brutha
asks Tell us how to get these things
They got, these houses, these cars.
We want the real revolution. ...