This is a multimodal piece I produced for my class in Culture, Media, and Education. I like fusing media and genres (written/spoken poetry, painting, digital video). Suites me quite well.
I am from long strokes of acrylic bent on canvas sky
from blotches of black and blue mixed with white and reds
I am from the taste of colors long forbidden
Soul food, Black Foot, Irish-American.
I am from somewhere vague like shadows at noon
from Negro seeds planted in the fields on hot southern days
from an east coast milk truck named “Conley” for short.
I am from somewhere whose love managed to give me life.
I am from hard fights and harder hugs
from bedrooms of imagination
filled with stories of magic carpets and gospel songs.
I am from the house on 8th street where herbs grew in gardens instead of mangos.
I am from my mother’s eye
Watching and waiting
from her spirit longing to be free
from the rainbow shirt that covered her belly with me inside.
I am from my father’s hands lost
in the strokes of oily painted white mountains,
from the heart he held to stop the attack,
from hardened pale fingers
I touched that were unfamiliar.
From the shadow that moved curtains
when it was over.
I am from an amalgamation of memories
from a black dot on a white canvas searching for rainbows.
#culture #media #education #multimodality