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Lee, Viola 2021

Wednesday, November 10, 2021
Reading Series with Viola Lee and Sun Yung Shin
Zoom

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O, I won’t write about the corn cob buildings
or Oak Street Beach
beyond sidewalk and trees.
O, instead
let me write about the Lavendaria
on the corner of Armitage Avenue
and Kedzie
where the other day I saw
a little boy
pushing his infant sister
in one of those metal clothes carts on wheels.

– Viola Lee, “Wild Abandon”

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Watch Viola Lee’s 2021 reading with Sun Yung Shin at the Chicago Poetry Center:

Viola Lee begins at 4:10 minutes.

Out of poems written by the where and when
Out of everything has become a fever again
Out of dark, light, need for the night
Out of hot, cold, can’t get it right
Out of bargaining for up and down rides
Out of poems and lions standing close to their pride
Out of pomegranates are what one craves
Out of the stomach of fire are the lines seeds pave

– Viola Lee, “A Lightening of Storms”

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Watch Viola Lee read some of her poems at Poetry Foundation’s Open Door series:

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Gamble, Hannah 2014; 2021

Wednesday, October 15, 2014
with Kenyatta Rogers
Chicago Cultural Center
Wednesday, October 20, 2021
Reading Series with Hannah Gamble and Mayda Del Valle
Zoom

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Hello, poet. I read your book again today,
and with Houston finally being
what I want it to be (windy
and piled with the bodies of pumpkins)
I have to say I felt
alone. Alone is a proud
and quiet feeling where I am everything
and everything is a cluster of four pumpkin-colored
leaves on a tree still green in October.

– Hannah Gamble, “Neighborhood Beautification”

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Watch Hannah Gamble’s 2021 reading with Mayda Del Valle at the Chicago Poetry Center:

Hannah Gamble begins at 6:05 minutes.

Read Hannah Gamble’s Interview with Ghost City Press:

Hannah Gamble – Ghost City Press

Hannah Gamble, interviewed by Blake Wallin One of my favorite things about Your Invitation to a Modest Breakfast is how conceptually rich the poems are yet how the reader is forced to find contexts for them at the same time. What were your influences while writing your first bo

Listen to Hannah Gamble, with Kenyatta Rodgers, read for the Poetry Center of Chicago’s Six Points Reading Series:

Hannah Gamble begins reading at 20:42 minutes.

A little ways above the hands
the mouths spoke together
but for two
different reasons,
like the music was behaving
but the orchestra was broken.

– Hannah Gamble, “It Was Alive, Though Differently”

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Del Valle, Mayda 2021

Wednesday, October 20, 2021
Reading Series with Hannah Gamble and Mayda Del Valle
Zoom

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grandmother our common thread began in my mama’s womb
spun my fetus like a record in her cipher
sampled your stubborn and mixed in her fathers posture
our connection is full circle
abuela you bearer of children
you seer of spirits
you are truly miraculous

– Mayda Del Valle, “a faith like yours”

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Watch Mayda Del Valle’s 2021 reading with Hannah Gamble at the Chicago Poetry Center:

Mayda Del Valle begins at 22:02 minutes.

Read Mayda Del Valle’s Interview with Williams College:

Writer and Performer | Mayda Del Valle | ’00

www.maydadelvalle.com Los Angeles, CA Mayda Del Valle is a renowned spoken word-artist. In 2001, she became the youngest person and first Latina to win the National Slam Poetry title. She subsequently appeared in four seasons of the HBO series “Def Comedy Jam” and in the Tony-winning production of “Russell Simmons Def Poetry Jam on Broadway,” including its national tour.

Watch Mayda Del Valle perform at LA Raise the Wage Rally:

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Marshall, Maya 2020

Thursday, February 20, 2020
Reading Series with Marty McConnell and Maya Marshall
The Martin

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I bleed daily
for a month,
produce a liver-shaped thing.
He rinses his blood
with a chemical cocktail
every third Thursday.
We make nothing—no child
no pacts—but distance,
until we both lose.

– Maya Marshall, “The Field of Blood”

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Watch Maya Marshall read her poems and converse with Nicole Homer in this Poetry Foundation event:

I don’t know what I would do
if a man looked like my daddy hated me,
hated my sex all the more because I did not want him
to have it, or because I have wanted a woman too–

– Maya Marshall, “Portrait in the Lone Star”

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Read this interview that Maya Marshall did with Black Women Radicals:

https://www.blackwomenradicals.com/blog-feed/radical-poetics-inside-the-radiant-mind-of-maya-marshall

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Mendoza, Jonathan 2019

Friday, November 15, 2019
Six Points Reading Series with Meg Day and Jonathan Mendoza
The Whistler

Watch Jonathan Mendoza perform his poem “For Quiet Boys”:

You ask me for my name,
and I say, “It’s pronounced Mendoza,”
and again, the Spaniard spits it out my throat,
pats me on the tongue,
tells me I have been a good subject,
and again, I have traded this empire
for my former one.

            – Jonathan Mendoza, “Onomástico”

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Watch Jonathan Mendoza perform his poem “Brown Boy, White Boy”:


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Day, Meg 2019

Friday, November 15, 2019
Six Points Reading Series with Meg Day and Jonathan Mendoza
The Whistler

 

 

I knew I was a god
when you could not
agree on my name
& still, none you spoke
could force me to listen
closer.

            – Meg Day, “Portrait of My Gender as [Inaudible]”

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Watch Meg Day perform her poem “Elegy in Translation”:

Poem-a-Day: “Elegy in Translation” by Meg Day

Poet Meg Day reads her poem “Elegy in Translation” (www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/elegy-translation) in the Poem-a-Day series (www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem-day), as part of the initiative Where My Dreaming and My Loving Live: Poetry & the Body. Visit www.poets.org for more poems related to disability rights.

In some other life, I can hear you
breathing: a pale sound like running
fingers through tangled hair. I dreamt
again of swimming in the quarry
& surfaced here when you called for me
in a voice only my sleeping self could
know. Now the dapple of the aspen
respires on the wall & the shades cut
its song a staff of light.

Meg Day, “10 AM is When You Come to Me”

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Watch Meg Day in “The future lives in our bodies,” a virtual reading and discussion on poetry and disability justice:

“The future lives in our bodies”: Poetry & Disability Justice | March 13, 2022

“The future lives in our bodies”: Poetry & Disability Justice, a virtual reading and discussion, featuring Meg Day, Cyrée Jarelle Johnson, Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha, and Travis Chi Wing Lau, who hosted and moderated. Lambda Literary and Woodland Pattern Book Center have partnered to host this pre-recorded poetry reading and conversation as part of the Poetry Coalition’s shared programming around a theme of social importance.

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Jackson, Raych 2019

Saturday, October 12, 2019
Six Points Reading Series with Raych Jackson and Camellia-Berry Grass
The Whistler

 

 

he forced me awake by snoring after
commendable I was able to fall asleep
this is his bed now he is rooted I am
snapped hanging on to assault charges by
splinters commendable I was able to fall
asleep maybe it was the best defense

            – Raych Jackson, “pantoum for his snoring”

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Watch Raych Jackson perform her poem “Numbers 16”:

Raych Jackson – Numbers 16

Get Raych’s book, EVEN THE SAINTS AUDITION: http://bit.ly/raychsaints Become a Member for exclusive perks and videos: https://bit.ly/ButtonMember Raych Jackson, performing at Rustbelt 2018 in Detroit, MI. Help us decide which videos go up on YouTube: https://bit.ly/ButtonCurator About Button: Button Poetry is committed to developing a coherent and effective system of production, distribution, promotion and fundraising for spoken word and performance poetry.

A black girl is happiest when rooted to the scalp are braids.
She dances with them whipping down her back like corn in winds of harvest.
Braiding forces our reunions to be like the shifts your mothers work, long.
I find that being surrounded by only your own is more useful.
Gives our mixed blood more value.
Solidifies your place with your race, with your sisters.

Raych Jackson, “A sestina for a black girl who does not know how to braid hair”

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Watch Raych Jackson perform her poem “Jonah Was Trapped Before He Met the Fish”:

Raych Jackson – Jonah Was Trapped Before He Met the Fish

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Young, Avery 2019

Thursday, August 29, 2019
Six Points Reading Series with Tara Betts and Avery Young
Chicago Water Taxi (Loop to Chinatown’s Ping Tom Park)

basement smell(t) like a raccoon
chewin on a banana laffy taffy
inside de furnace
cussin mary’s baby
& erything else

              – Avery R. Young, “[out wes(t)]”

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Watch Avery R. Young speak with WGN News about being named Chicago’s Inaugural Poet Laureate:

1. He reminded me of the character Willis Jackson from the TV show Diff’rent Strokes. This prompted me to reimagine a dark narrative of a Willis who would be bullied for having all of blk Harlem caked on him inside his new Manhattan boarding school. In front of a studio audience who wouldn’t laugh.

Avery R. Young, from “peestain”

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Watch Avery R. Young perform with De Deacon Board here:

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Ojeda-Sague, Gabriel 2019

Friday, May 17, 2019
Six Points Reading Series with Davon Clark and Gabriel Ojeda-Sague
Pilsen Community Books

these realizations I keep having
as I get older are becoming tiring
as they consistently remind me
of my poor shape
the subtle lilt in your speech
wood and felt slammed against timpani

              – Gabriel Ojeda-Sague, “On Moss”

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Watch Gabriel Ojeda-Sague read from his poetry collection Losing Miami:


You pass a finger between
one tattoo and another,
find that I cannot make amends
with every copper thread between my ears.

              – Gabriel Ojeda-Sague, “Obsessions”

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Clark, Davon 2019

Friday, May 17, 2019
Six Points Reading Series with Davon Clark and Gabriel Ojeda-Sague
Pilsen Community Books

 

 

I heard we got the city doing front flips // where every father/mayor/rapper jump ship // and I
heard they all wanted us to tumble down, anyway // to let our streets fall over into themselves //
inside the city line and through the alleys // in a flood of cement // and that crazy kid’s croons //
I heard he used to sing about us in autotune // how our rowhomes would jazz the boulevard into a
keyboard // how our grandparents and their grandparents knew joy like we know it // that is,
almost // that is, like someone always had their hands covering the sun over it // // that is, like it’s
all there is

              – Davon Clark, “On Chances”

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Watch Davon Clark perform his poem “Bustelo”:

Davon Clark – Bustelo

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Praise the glowing yellow sign
in the distance.
Praise how slow it comes.
Praise how fast it goes.
Praise be to going.
Praise be upon the dozens of us
that are all going somewhere
But to nowhere near the same somewhere.

              – Davon Clark, “Praise to the Bus Ride”

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Watch Davon Clark perform his poem “Sunset”:

Davon Clark – “Sunset” @WANPOETRY (CUPSI 2016)

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