Champagne Boiler Brunch
Sunday November 8th from 1:00-5:00 PM in the Parish Hall.
Our new boiler is in place, but we still owe $12,000. Your $20 tax-deductible contribution at the door will go towards this debt.
Enjoy a delicious brunch of eggs, potatoes, toast, salad, various meats, and unlimited champagne or mimosas, with entertainment provided by the St. Marks Music Fund.
We greatly appreciate your support in this time of need and look forward to seeing you on November 8th. If you plan to attend, please e-mail greg.senf@gmail.com, so we have a ballpark idea of how many people to expect.
Become a Poetry Project Member! http://poetryproject.org/become-a-member
Calendar: http://www.poetryproject.org/program-calendar
The Poetry Project is located at St. Mark's Church-in-the-Bowery
131 East 10th Street at Second Avenue
New York City 10003
Trains: 6, F, N, R, and L.
info@poetryproject.org
www.poetryproject.org
Friday, October 30, 2009
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Nigger Time
Warning
This story is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18.
Nigger's Still In America!
It's nigger time
like hang them coon's high in the tree time
noose time again in America
Americas Apartheid
the lynchings you could not hide
help keep America clean
help keep America white; right!
no reparation will be accepted
nothing could compensate
for the Atlantic slave trade, rape
brought to America
from the womb of Mama Africa
so this is for my people
for all my people hung in the Carolinas
Georgia , Alabama , Louisiana,
Mississippi southern trees
your black hearted behavior
resurrected a black dashiki wearing Jesus our savior
here to destroy plantation minds
who will stand to pay for this crime?
angry ghost I let speak
when sleep
angel tears fall on eyes
witness heaven in the sky
years of being mistreated
atrocities simply cannot be deleted
thirsty devils suck nigger blood
mutilated breast
carved out chest
castrated black balls bleeding
eyes pleading
for our Gods
our Jesus
our justice
murderer's
stolen ancestors from A free ca
brutalized by a countries barbaric lust
for a phallus envied
white President's turncoat
election votes
FDR was a murderer
allowed the world to photograph southern shame
signed names
postcard glorified this genocide
Mary Turner hung
belly nine months full swung
the eyeball of Georgia sun
hog split her womb
kidnapped murdered her baby
granulated brains with frantic feet
the bloody cord of life dripping onto the sour earth
murderer's
imagine America dragged face deep in the shitty earth
to death
noose bagged hung
Lige Daniels hung
his dog hung
Claude Neal hung
George W. Dorsey hung
Cleo Wright hung
Willie Earle hung
Emmett Till hung
Africa hung
nightmare madness in my sleep
souls screaming
crying, moaning , groaning
black bodies held atop flames of white hell
America yelling "BURN THEM NIGGER'S..."
"BURN THEM NIGGER'S'
angry spirits they wait
for me
deep in Grandaddies Carolinas
o sha sha
o sha sha mumble gee gee style
cause ya done hung my people
done sawed off limbs; decorated trees
gave Billie a song to sing
one to remember the fruit
bitter spit spat the taste
I refuse to play sambo
be your mammy tit feed your babies
sing to a country that hates
my body and soul
ancestors enter dreams
asking "sister child, daughter of our blood are you free?"
I reply
"no we are still being dragged, hung and murdered in the name of justice."
I AM, YOU AND WE ARE STILL CONSIDERED NIGGERS IN AMERICA
Dedicated to one universal world free
Mumia & Jena 6
© 2008 Lepadah
From: (tobatala)
Last Visit: 12/13/04
Posts: 1047
To: lepadah
Posted: Jul 18 00 11:37 PM
Message:
....BLACK POET LAUREATE
BLACK POET LAUREATE
BLACK POET LAUREATE
BLACK POET LAUREATE
SEE ALSO BARD, GENIUS.
ABOUT TO BE SEIZED BY APOLLO, DAPHNE TURNS INTO A LAUREL
TREE, AMERIKKA, YOU BETTER WAKE THE FUCK UP!!!!
SISTER LEP IS OUR LAUREL AND SHE'S COMING TO SNATCH A BONE OUT OF YOUR MEAN-SPIRITED, BASE, BANAL, UGLY-LIKE-CAT-SHIT HEARTS!!!!
...BLACK POET LAUREATE
...BLACK POET LAUREATE
RECOGNIZE!!!!!!!!
THE OBATALA
From: (Damienmp)
To: lepadah
Hmmmm...
that's the kinda words, Lepadah, that breathe real fire up the asses of those with shut eyes.
Readin' your poem made me jealous as all hell, never have I been able to shed my rage, mind, soul, frustrations, love, everything like that.
I like it.
IT's the truth, truth, truth, 3 times.
I'd be down with hearin' you read it, any poem is twice as good comin' from the mouth.
I look foward....
DMP
It's NiGgEr time
From: DreamboatAnnie (dreamboat-annie)
Last Visit: 12/4/05
Posts: 14815
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To: lepadah
Posted: Jul 16 00 10:46 AM
Message:
5534.6 (6 of 33)
Reply to 5534.1
Hi L,
Absolutely great poem and I'm nominating it here shortly for the IBPC. I only WISH this were behind us somehow. It will never be until all people overcome their IGNORANCE, their blindness to reality.
I do believe humanitarian unity is the way. I can empathize with the grief and the justified mistrust and hatred blacks feel. We have screwed this country up royally from the beginning. It is/will be so hard untangling the mess we've created. But we all have to realize that we are all people first, 99.9% identical DNA, ALL descended from mother Africa, if we go back to the beginning of the human race.
Prejudice angers me, no matter its origin. Apartheid is never the answer. Segregation is never the answer. Love and understanding and communication are the only answers, as far as I am concerned. I'll share just a tidbit of info. w/you for whatever it's worth. My daughter is engaged. Her fiance is black. My husband and I may well divorce over this issue if he does not come to his senses. My best friend asked me and a Hispanic friend of ours once if we believed in interracial dating/marriage (long before my daughter was dating). I told my friend I believe everybody should marry everybody else until there is no more room for racial prejudice. Our Hispanic friend agreed. But there are too many people in this world still ignorant of simple truths...
Peace and love,
Ann
http://pages.about.com/dreamboat-annie/index.html
http://forums.about.com/ab-poetry/messages/?msg=5524.2&ctx=0
July 2000 IBPC Nominees
Our July entries: "Water Gossip" (D.Ouellet), "Totem" (Hugh Anderson),
"Green" (Dave Ruslander), "Melancholy Winter" (Steve Phillips), "The
Pearl" (Selig), "It's NiGgEr Time" (Lydia E. Percy). Luck to all!
This story is rated Mature and may contain material unsuitable for readers under 18.
Nigger's Still In America!
It's nigger time
like hang them coon's high in the tree time
noose time again in America
Americas Apartheid
the lynchings you could not hide
help keep America clean
help keep America white; right!
no reparation will be accepted
nothing could compensate
for the Atlantic slave trade, rape
brought to America
from the womb of Mama Africa
so this is for my people
for all my people hung in the Carolinas
Georgia , Alabama , Louisiana,
Mississippi southern trees
your black hearted behavior
resurrected a black dashiki wearing Jesus our savior
here to destroy plantation minds
who will stand to pay for this crime?
angry ghost I let speak
when sleep
angel tears fall on eyes
witness heaven in the sky
years of being mistreated
atrocities simply cannot be deleted
thirsty devils suck nigger blood
mutilated breast
carved out chest
castrated black balls bleeding
eyes pleading
for our Gods
our Jesus
our justice
murderer's
stolen ancestors from A free ca
brutalized by a countries barbaric lust
for a phallus envied
white President's turncoat
election votes
FDR was a murderer
allowed the world to photograph southern shame
signed names
postcard glorified this genocide
Mary Turner hung
belly nine months full swung
the eyeball of Georgia sun
hog split her womb
kidnapped murdered her baby
granulated brains with frantic feet
the bloody cord of life dripping onto the sour earth
murderer's
imagine America dragged face deep in the shitty earth
to death
noose bagged hung
Lige Daniels hung
his dog hung
Claude Neal hung
George W. Dorsey hung
Cleo Wright hung
Willie Earle hung
Emmett Till hung
Africa hung
nightmare madness in my sleep
souls screaming
crying, moaning , groaning
black bodies held atop flames of white hell
America yelling "BURN THEM NIGGER'S..."
"BURN THEM NIGGER'S'
angry spirits they wait
for me
deep in Grandaddies Carolinas
o sha sha
o sha sha mumble gee gee style
cause ya done hung my people
done sawed off limbs; decorated trees
gave Billie a song to sing
one to remember the fruit
bitter spit spat the taste
I refuse to play sambo
be your mammy tit feed your babies
sing to a country that hates
my body and soul
ancestors enter dreams
asking "sister child, daughter of our blood are you free?"
I reply
"no we are still being dragged, hung and murdered in the name of justice."
I AM, YOU AND WE ARE STILL CONSIDERED NIGGERS IN AMERICA
Dedicated to one universal world free
Mumia & Jena 6
© 2008 Lepadah
From: (tobatala)
Last Visit: 12/13/04
Posts: 1047
To: lepadah
Posted: Jul 18 00 11:37 PM
Message:
....BLACK POET LAUREATE
BLACK POET LAUREATE
BLACK POET LAUREATE
BLACK POET LAUREATE
SEE ALSO BARD, GENIUS.
ABOUT TO BE SEIZED BY APOLLO, DAPHNE TURNS INTO A LAUREL
TREE, AMERIKKA, YOU BETTER WAKE THE FUCK UP!!!!
SISTER LEP IS OUR LAUREL AND SHE'S COMING TO SNATCH A BONE OUT OF YOUR MEAN-SPIRITED, BASE, BANAL, UGLY-LIKE-CAT-SHIT HEARTS!!!!
...BLACK POET LAUREATE
...BLACK POET LAUREATE
RECOGNIZE!!!!!!!!
THE OBATALA
From: (Damienmp)
To: lepadah
Hmmmm...
that's the kinda words, Lepadah, that breathe real fire up the asses of those with shut eyes.
Readin' your poem made me jealous as all hell, never have I been able to shed my rage, mind, soul, frustrations, love, everything like that.
I like it.
IT's the truth, truth, truth, 3 times.
I'd be down with hearin' you read it, any poem is twice as good comin' from the mouth.
I look foward....
DMP
It's NiGgEr time
From: DreamboatAnnie (dreamboat-annie)
Last Visit: 12/4/05
Posts: 14815
To: lepadah
Posted: Jul 16 00 10:46 AM
Message:
5534.6 (6 of 33)
Reply to 5534.1
Hi L,
Absolutely great poem and I'm nominating it here shortly for the IBPC. I only WISH this were behind us somehow. It will never be until all people overcome their IGNORANCE, their blindness to reality.
I do believe humanitarian unity is the way. I can empathize with the grief and the justified mistrust and hatred blacks feel. We have screwed this country up royally from the beginning. It is/will be so hard untangling the mess we've created. But we all have to realize that we are all people first, 99.9% identical DNA, ALL descended from mother Africa, if we go back to the beginning of the human race.
Prejudice angers me, no matter its origin. Apartheid is never the answer. Segregation is never the answer. Love and understanding and communication are the only answers, as far as I am concerned. I'll share just a tidbit of info. w/you for whatever it's worth. My daughter is engaged. Her fiance is black. My husband and I may well divorce over this issue if he does not come to his senses. My best friend asked me and a Hispanic friend of ours once if we believed in interracial dating/marriage (long before my daughter was dating). I told my friend I believe everybody should marry everybody else until there is no more room for racial prejudice. Our Hispanic friend agreed. But there are too many people in this world still ignorant of simple truths...
Peace and love,
Ann
http://pages.about.com/dreamboat-annie/index.html
http://forums.about.com/ab-poetry/messages/?msg=5524.2&ctx=0
July 2000 IBPC Nominees
Our July entries: "Water Gossip" (D.Ouellet), "Totem" (Hugh Anderson),
"Green" (Dave Ruslander), "Melancholy Winter" (Steve Phillips), "The
Pearl" (Selig), "It's NiGgEr Time" (Lydia E. Percy). Luck to all!
Friday, October 23, 2009
The Poetry Project nyc - Open Mic
Calendar: http://www.poetryproject.org/program-calendar
The Poetry Project is located at St. Mark's Church-in-the-Bowery
131 East 10th Street at Second Avenue
New York City 10003
Trains: 6, F, N, R, and L.
info@poetryproject.org
www.poetryproject.org
Admission is $8, $7 for students/seniors and $5 for members (though now
those who take out a membership at $95 or higher will get in FREE
to all regular readings).
Open Reading
November 2, 2009
8:00 pm
Monday
Sign-in at 7:45 pm
The Poetry Project is located at St. Mark's Church-in-the-Bowery
131 East 10th Street at Second Avenue
New York City 10003
Trains: 6, F, N, R, and L.
info@poetryproject.org
www.poetryproject.org
Admission is $8, $7 for students/seniors and $5 for members (though now
those who take out a membership at $95 or higher will get in FREE
to all regular readings).
Open Reading
November 2, 2009
8:00 pm
Monday
Sign-in at 7:45 pm
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
History of the MacDowell Colony ... A great place for Artist/Writers to create.
History
In 1896, Edward MacDowell, a composer, and Marian MacDowell, a pianist, bought a farm in Peterborough, New Hampshire, where they spent summers working in peaceful surroundings. It was in Peterborough that Edward, arguably America’s first great composer, said he produced more and better music. Not long after — falling prematurely and gravely ill — Edward conveyed to his wife that he wished to give other artists the same creative experience under which he had thrived.
Before his death in 1908, Marian set about fulfilling his wish of making a community on their New Hampshire property where artists could work in an ideal place in the stimulating company of peers. Their vision became nationally known as the “Peterborough Idea,” and in 1906, prominent citizens of the time — among them Grover Cleveland, Andrew Carnegie, and J. Pierpont Morgan — created a fund in Edward’s honor to make the idea a reality. Although Edward lived to see the first Fellows arrive, it was under Marian’s leadership that support for the Colony increased, most of the 32 studios were built, and the artistic program grew and flourished. Until her death in 1956, she traveled across the country to further public awareness about the Colony’s mission, giving lecture-recitals to raise funds for its preservation.
At its founding, the Colony was an experiment with no precedent. It stands now having provided crucial time and space to more than 6,000 artists, including such notable names as Leonard Bernstein, Thornton Wilder, Aaron Copland, Milton Avery, James Baldwin, Spalding Gray, and more recently Alice Walker, Alice Sebold, Jonathan Franzen, Michael Chabon, Suzan-Lori Parks, Meredith Monk, and many more.
In 1997, The MacDowell Colony was honored with the National Medal of Arts — the highest award given by the United States to artists or arts patrons — for “nurturing and inspiring many of this century’s finest artists” and offering them “the opportunity to work within a dynamic community of their peers, where creative excellence is the standard.” In 2007, the Colony celebrated its Centennial with a yearlong celebration of the freedom to create. You can browse through MacDowell's history by viewing the website.
In 1896, Edward MacDowell, a composer, and Marian MacDowell, a pianist, bought a farm in Peterborough, New Hampshire, where they spent summers working in peaceful surroundings. It was in Peterborough that Edward, arguably America’s first great composer, said he produced more and better music. Not long after — falling prematurely and gravely ill — Edward conveyed to his wife that he wished to give other artists the same creative experience under which he had thrived.
Before his death in 1908, Marian set about fulfilling his wish of making a community on their New Hampshire property where artists could work in an ideal place in the stimulating company of peers. Their vision became nationally known as the “Peterborough Idea,” and in 1906, prominent citizens of the time — among them Grover Cleveland, Andrew Carnegie, and J. Pierpont Morgan — created a fund in Edward’s honor to make the idea a reality. Although Edward lived to see the first Fellows arrive, it was under Marian’s leadership that support for the Colony increased, most of the 32 studios were built, and the artistic program grew and flourished. Until her death in 1956, she traveled across the country to further public awareness about the Colony’s mission, giving lecture-recitals to raise funds for its preservation.
At its founding, the Colony was an experiment with no precedent. It stands now having provided crucial time and space to more than 6,000 artists, including such notable names as Leonard Bernstein, Thornton Wilder, Aaron Copland, Milton Avery, James Baldwin, Spalding Gray, and more recently Alice Walker, Alice Sebold, Jonathan Franzen, Michael Chabon, Suzan-Lori Parks, Meredith Monk, and many more.
In 1997, The MacDowell Colony was honored with the National Medal of Arts — the highest award given by the United States to artists or arts patrons — for “nurturing and inspiring many of this century’s finest artists” and offering them “the opportunity to work within a dynamic community of their peers, where creative excellence is the standard.” In 2007, the Colony celebrated its Centennial with a yearlong celebration of the freedom to create. You can browse through MacDowell's history by viewing the website.
Monday, October 19, 2009
Wine, Whiskey, Spirits & Support Local Artists
Continuing in our showcase of local artists, Court Square Wine & Spirits cordially invites you to the opening of Tres Faux Studio's 'Group Show' on Thursday, October 22nd. And as always, accompanying the new artwork donning our walls will be a free wine tasting! We look forward to seeing you at the store to celebrate visual arts paired with delicious beverages!
ABOUT THE ARTISTS
ZED VOID
Zed is one of the first and founding members of the group, and confronts the "visceral intellectual energy" of conceptual art. Last month, Zed gained a following with "The Emperor's New Clothes" which consisted of his attending the opening 'al natural'. He continues the argument here, with his new piece: "The Empty Box of Conceptualism", unsigned copies of which are available from the Court Square Wine & Spirts Staff, free of charge, while supplies last.
ABOUT THE ARTISTS
ZED VOID
Zed is one of the first and founding members of the group, and confronts the "visceral intellectual energy" of conceptual art. Last month, Zed gained a following with "The Emperor's New Clothes" which consisted of his attending the opening 'al natural'. He continues the argument here, with his new piece: "The Empty Box of Conceptualism", unsigned copies of which are available from the Court Square Wine & Spirts Staff, free of charge, while supplies last.
The Moth in NYC
Upcoming SLAMS
Come join us on...
Thursday, October 22
Theme: DESTINY
&
Monday, October 26
Theme: DISGUISES
Come join us on...
Thursday, October 22
Theme: DESTINY
&
Monday, October 26
Theme: DISGUISES
Sunday, October 18, 2009
The Crippled Spectacle
don't let me linger
somewhere in my own matter
be a sore to my own eye
if I have grown slightly dim witted
or visually dilapidated
crippled by time
don't hold me a patient in asylum
to be figured out like titicut follies
allow I beg me some dignity
if the forward years are unkind
scaring one with cruelty
then allow death to sit upon my step
may I petition the world to be hurled
out of the rotten bowels of society
to be remembered a muse
By Lepadah
© 2009 Lepadah
somewhere in my own matter
be a sore to my own eye
if I have grown slightly dim witted
or visually dilapidated
crippled by time
don't hold me a patient in asylum
to be figured out like titicut follies
allow I beg me some dignity
if the forward years are unkind
scaring one with cruelty
then allow death to sit upon my step
may I petition the world to be hurled
out of the rotten bowels of society
to be remembered a muse
By Lepadah
© 2009 Lepadah
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