Black feminist poet warrior scholar June Jordan traveled with me from my apartment in Bedstuy (or Bedford-Stuyvesant as she named the urban neighborhood in Brooklyn...
By Alexis Pauline Gumbs Not many people are turning to black feminist texts from the 1970s as their major strategy for addressing the current climate...
And now, I hung on to June Jordan’s every word. I watched her on screen in Pratibha Parmar’s A Place of Rage. Her words were...
june's voice was a stranger in my mouth. she did not equivocate or dissemble; she did not hide her meaning in metaphor; she did not...
I think of that bawdy, drinking, version of June Jordan, the one laughing loudly and cussing. I can only hope that she would read my...
This article is brought to you courtesy of the Black Feminisms Forum Working Group of which Kimalee Phillip is a member. The Black Feminisms Forum...
In our current times of collective struggle’s reinvigoration, the life and works of June Jordan provide vital lessons. Writing between the 1960s and the early...
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