Erica Ryan Caines Words reside in my spirit, entangle my mind and captivate my imagination…I live for words. I live through words. Every now and again a body of work comes across the Desk of Asylum that reminds me of those written works that initially sparked my own word wielding. What I liked Read the full article…
Yesterday, Slam champion and poet, B. Sharise Moore and I discussed her career as a poet and her thoughts on poetry, slam, and rap. Here is the transcription of that interaction. Owl: Who is B. Sharise Moore? B. Sharise: First and foremost, I am a Black Woman. I am a product of New Jersey. I’m Read the full article…
i’m the type to align words with war when the world don’t seem right asked the Father for the right to use my writing as a way to make a way in this place traded the faces of Jackson and Benjamin for scripts, leaving scripture to be washed by tears from my pen the sin Read the full article…
Bridget(B. Sharise Moore{ @BshariseMoore follow her on Twitter} wrote a piece some years back that resonates with many of the conversations surrounding education, public schooling specifically, and the layered connections of poverty, prison sentences, and publicly provided education, as well as the food industry. The audio production was done by David (DWest) West Read the full article…
There are no men in my family Makes them foreign creatures to me Exotic in their beauty Sisterhood is far more familiar to me No granddaddy to sit me on his knee My father was too mean to my mama and too docile with the second wife So what is a husband? She who Read the full article…
They say that anything worth having is worth sweating for Maybe even worth dying for Attacking more character defects than a cartoonist’s eraser Just so that what was causing grief can finally become deceased Dedicating endless hours to undoing the power that had caused the Read the full article…
Perhaps there is no better form of artistic expression than that of music to demonstrate the peculiar dynamics of the European aesthetic. The European mind responded to music in precisely the same way as it responded to every kind of phenomenon with which it was presented. Music was analyzed, dissected, “studied” and translated into the Read the full article…
“Black Mother” is a poem written by slain West Coast Black Panther Party organizer, and founder of the Southern California office of the Black Panther Party that attracted members Elaine Brown and Geronimo Pratt, Alprentice “Bunchy” Carter. An uplifting and inspiring piece, reminding me of certain tenets within Black Media Trust that encourage art reflective Read the full article…
Brie(B. Sharise Moore) crafted this for Tyler Clementi and others that faced oppressive bullying. The piece is one selection of many from her cd, Peacock Feathers & Ruby Slippered Souls(you can purchase here). Violins And Bullies Your browser does not support the audio tag. the boy was born a violin. cheeks Read the full article…
There is a guy who played with hot wheels and tonka trunks during his childhood. He only had a couple and had to trade other children for theirs in order to possess more. He spent a considerable amount of time playing “that’s my car” while growing up. He didn’t study Neitchze like myself, or ponder Read the full article…