Few of The Faves...

When it comes to writing poetry, I've realized that I am a simple poet that loves the simple things of life. I love food, I love music, and I love...well...I love love. So that's what the majority of my poetry revolves around. Sometimes young revolutionaries get so wrapped up in what revolution and liberation should be that we forget about the basics. This must be why I compare my poetry to the likes of Gwendolyn, Nikki, and Lucille. So here are a few of their poems that helped shaped who I am as a writer.

~eZv

We Real Cool
By: Gwendolyn Brooks

We real cool. We
Left school. We

Lurk Late. We
Strike straight. We

Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We

Jazz June. We
Die Soon.


cutting greens
By: Lucille Clifton

curling the around
i hold their bodies in obscene embrace
thinking of everyting but kinship.
collards and kale
strain against each strange other
away from my kissmaking hand and
the iron bedpot.
the pot is black,
the cutting board is black
my hand,
and just for a minute
teh greens roll black under the knife,
and i taste in my natural appetite
the bond of live things everywhere.

Invitation
By: Grace Nichols

1
If my fat
wass too much for me
I would have told you
I would have lost a stone
or two

I would have gone jogging
even when it was fogging
I would have weighed in
sitting the bathroom scale
with my tail tucked in

I would have dieted
more care than a diabetic

But as it is
I'm feeling fine
feel no need
to change my lines
when I move I'm target light

Come up and see me sometime

2
Come up and see me sometime
Come up and see me sometime

My breasts are huge exciting
amnions of watermelon
your hands can't cup
my thighs are twin seals
fat slick pups
there's a purple cherry
below the blues
of my black sea belly
there's a mole that gets a ride
each time I shit the heritage
of my behind

Come up and see me sometime