a literary journal published by the Black Earth Institute dedicated to re-forging the links between art and spirit, earth and society
far from Cedar Hill where I know you,
but across the perilous deep, across a black
atlantic, an arm’s length away from the shore
& blue sky of bondage.
on a road whose name sounds like calamity
or song, gravity’s fall. Here – we both marvel at
our body’s work,
our skin without
our country’s marks,
brown bodies moving, through the Emerald
Isle’s soft, grey fog, unquestioned,
unboxed by America’s Black. I return to DC,
our city feeling unmasked, standing
in front of a mirror wondering
what else I have not seen.
*italics are from a Frederick Douglass speech detailing his visit to Ireland
Fred Joiner is a father, husband, poet and curator living in Chapel Hill, NC. His work has appeared in Callaloo, Gargoyle, and Fledgling Rag, and other publications. As a curator, Joiner has worked with Belfast Exposed Gallery (Northern Ireland), Medina Galerie (Bamako, Mali), the Smithsonian and others. He is the co-founder of The Center for Poetic Thought in Washington, DC, a Board Member for The American Poetry Museum, a member of the Artist Advisory Board for the Orange County Arts Commission and a member of the Carrboro Poet’s Council.