Nikky Finney

(Conway, South Carolina)

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Nikky Finney (born Lynn Carol Finney on August 26, 1957 in Conway, South Carolina) is an American poet. She was the Guy Davenport Endowed Professor of English at the University of Kentucky for twenty years. In 2013, she accepted a position at the University of South Carolina as the John H. Bennett, Jr. Chair in Southern Letters and Literature. An alumna of Talladega College, and author of four books of poetry and a short story cycle, Finney is an advocate for social justice and cultural preservation. Her honors include the 2011 National Book Award for Head Off & Split.

One of three children, Finney is the only daughter of Ernest A. Finney, Jr., Civil Rights Attorney and retired ... more »

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  • Bharati Nayak Bharati Nayak (8/26/2016 10:45:00 AM)

    Lindsay Foster, I like your comments on the poem-The Girl friend's Train.It gives insight to understand the poem more deeply.

  • Lindsay Foster (8/26/2016 2:15:00 AM)

    The Girlfriends Train is a poem that honestly, ive never had such a heart pounding and jaw dropping experience during and after reading. Except for a few favorite poets of mine, this one poem has such an astonishing effect on two different sides of life that brings me to joy that these words were written. not only for the women like me with scars and understanding of abuse and all unjust pain, but also for women like me on another note, that was able to open my eyes to another pain I'll never, ever know being a Caucasian Woman, But I've always wanted to say we're different because of unfortunate circumstances but exactly the same in every other single way. Thank you! I hope this poem reaches every precious girl, woman and survivors!

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The Girlfriend's Train

"You write like a Black woman who's never been hit before."

I read poetry in Philly
for the first time ever.
She started walking up,
all the way, from in back
of the room.

From against the wall
she came,
big coat, boots,
eyes soft as candles
in two storms blowing.

Something she could not see
from way back there but
could clearly hear in my voice,
something she needed to know
before pouring herself back out
into the icy city night.

She came close to get a good look,
to ask me something she found
in a strange way ...

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