poet Amiri Baraka

Amiri Baraka

Ka'Ba

'A closed window looks down
on a dirty courtyard, and Black people
call across or scream across or walk across
defying physics in the stream of their will.

Our world is full of sound
Our world is more lovely than anyone's
tho we suffer, and kill each other
and sometimes fail to walk the air.

We are beautiful people
With African imaginations
full of masks and dances and swelling chants
with African eyes, and noses, and arms
tho we sprawl in gray chains in a place
full of winters, when what we want is sun.

We have been captured,
and we labor to make our getaway, into
the ancient image; into a new

Correspondence with ourselves
and our Black family. We need magic
now we need the spells, to raise up
return, destroy,and create. What will be

the sacred word?

Poem Submitted: Saturday, March 12, 2016

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Comments about Ka'Ba by Amiri Baraka

  • Zach Zebrowitz (10/1/2018 10:55:00 AM)

    Hey Amiri,

    I was a big fan of this piece. Keep up the great work.

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  • Subhas Chandra ChakraSubhas Chandra Chakra (5/19/2016 9:27:00 PM)

    We are beautiful people
    With African imaginations
    full of masks and dances and swelling chants
    with African eyes, and noses, and arms
    tho we sprawl in gray chains in a place
    full of winters, when what we want is sun.

    We have been captured,
    and we labor to make our getaway, into
    the ancient image; into a new

    Beautiful poem. Nice imaginations.Good reading.
    Thanks for sharing it.10 for it.
    Subhas

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