Posts Tagged ‘ Mother’s Day ’

Celebrating the Extraordinary Who Are Relegated to Ordinary: A Tribute to Rebecca White Simmons Chapman and Juanita Cranford Robinson Watson

May 12, 2013
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Nana (Rebecca White Simmons Chapman)

Too often, we do not celebrate the extraordinary individuals who, because of their race, gender, and/or socio-economic standing, lived what appeared to be ordinary lives. This year, I am paying homage to my paternal and maternal grandmothers’ lives and legacies. I proudly stand upon the shoulders of my Nanas—Mrs. Rebecca White Simmons Chapman and...
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A Love Note to Black Mothers on Mother’s Day

May 12, 2013
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By j.n. salters This letter is for my mother. Our mothers. Grandmothers. Aunts. Sisters. All of the other black women who continue to raise black and brown warriors in this battlefield we call America. Who constantly find ways to make ends meet–in a world that continually fails to acknowledge your worth and beauty–just to...
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Aging, as They Say, is Not for Sissies; But it is for Pussies

May 21, 2012
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Aging, as They Say, is Not for Sissies; But it is for Pussies

By Shari Collins “You’re 50!” the OB/GYN yelled.  She was clearly exasperated. Oh, and she looked like she was maybe 23. I tried again to express my desire for a diaphragm. “You’re 50!” she repeated, even louder and more exasperated. I started to speak but she interrupted me, “You’re not going to get pregnant! ...
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Mother’s Day Forum

May 13, 2012
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It’s been said that “mother” is a verb and not a noun. But of course, it’s both. Mothers are and mothers do, and quite often it’s the doing that makes the mother: the showing up, the loving, the healing, the teaching, the care and feeding, the scolding, the guidance, the forgiveness. Mothers, mother figures,...
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The Unbroken Cycle of Radical Black Feminist/Womanist Women In My Family

May 13, 2012
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The Unbroken Cycle of Radical Black Feminist/Womanist Women In My Family

I often celebrate and lift up the names of two women–Audre Lorde and Toni Cade Bambara –who are not related to me by blood but whose metaphorical and literal presence had a profound impact on my life. These two women, one of whom I never met and one who became very, very instrumental in...
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One Tough Mother

May 13, 2012
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One Tough Mother

In 1977, I won my elementary school’s spelling bee, sending me to the regional match where, after several rounds, I was defeated by the word jaundice. I was eleven years old, an exacting, bright, precocious little Virgo. In a local newspaper article about my achievement, I was quoted as saying, “I’m a big fan...
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Arts & Culture

  • From Detailing Trauma by Arianne Zwartjesari_bio03

      THE ANATOMY OF TRUST OR BREAKING _____ I. HEART The pulse shudders the body at such infinitesimal levels that many of us ignore its existence. Walk around carrying fists in the center of our chests, the bottom tipped somewhat rightward, sitting more-or-less directly below the sternum, squeezing each moment [...]

  • 3 poems by Ian EllasanteIMG_3643

    Diana and the face of the moon another night you are          . turning your face ………………….. i am already gone and you are throwing stones        . Diana swearing never ….. swearing never …… swearing never ………………………………………… again just say what you are trying [...]

  • Two Poems: “Different Pages” and “The Bee Trap”969930_134837700045011_155646280_n

    By Kristy Webster   The Bee Trap   Some girls have eyes like invitations, and some girls wear glasses and scarves, walk with a whistle in their mouth,   Some girls leave the window cracked open, they need more air always more than the breeze will bring and some people [...]