Quincy Troupe Poems
- Snow & Ice Ice sheets sweep this slick mirrored dark ...
- The Day Duke Raised: May 24th,... For Duke Ellington that ...
- Poem Reaching For Something -new- we walk through a calligraphy of ...
- Untitled -new- in brussels, eye sat in the grand place cafe & ...
- Errancities -new- —for Edouard Glissant I. the mind wanders as a ...
- The Hours Fly Quick -new- the hours fly quick on wings of clipped ...
- Poem for My Father father, it was an honor to be there, in ...
Quincy Thomas Troupe, Jr. is a poet, editor, journalist and professor emeritus at the University of California, San Diego, in La Jolla, California.
The son of Negro League baseball catcher Quincy Trouppe (who added a second "P" to the family name while playing in Mexico to accommodate the Spanish pronunciation "Trou-pay"), Troupe Jr. attended Grambling State University on a basketball scholarship. He failed to finish either of his first two semesters and subsequently joined the United States Army, where he was stationed in France and played on the Army basketball team. In France he encountered Jean-Paul Sartre, who recommended he try his hand at... more »
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Snow & Ice
Ice sheets sweep this slick mirrored dark place
space as keys that turn in tight, trigger
pain of situations
where we move ever so slowly
so gently into time — traced agony
the bright turning of imagination
grooved through revolving doors, opening up to enter
mountains where spirits walk voices, ever so slowly
swept by cold, breathing fire
as these elliptical moments of illusion
link fragile loves sunk deep in snows as footprints
the voice prints cold black gesticulations
bone bare voices
chewed skeletal choices
in fangs of piranha ...