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Steven Leyva
I could begin with the slate roof of sunset
the smog has given us, or the low growl

in the throat of a window—the A/C unit
exasperated. I could begin with the cold

color of gun metal, the aria of the bullet:
sing a song full of the faith that the dark

past has taught us. I could begin in ocean:
the gray headstones of dead coral, the only

grave markers. Or approach the starting line
of seashore: the eye is colonized first. Or fire

the ceramics in our language. What name
does the sculpture give to the clay

when it lives in the kiln
of a closed mouth? I could annunciate Fear not

better than any angel and begin with the gray
snow on a rose bush: the promise of color. I

could begin with the wheat we sow in ether,
or the menagerie of jailed poets: Pen Pen Pen.

I could begin in doubt true to our God, true
to our native land. I could begin in error:

I don't care what anyone else thinks.
I could begin where I will end, in Ithakas

so gray when one speaks their name
Baltimore will be the only word anyone hears.

I could praise the present tense, and begin again.
I could condition this vow: I will not love

anyone else, but instead begin to hum
in your ear, reader, lover, gray stranger.
from the journal SMARTISH PACE
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The poem is made up of imagined “false-starts,” each avoiding what might be an inevitable turn toward violence, given the violence enacted on Black folks. It quotes several lyrics from the Black National Anthem, “Lift Every Voice and Sing,” attempting to complicate the kind of “singing” that is often the expectation of poems. It is a poem about the euphony of inertia as it were.   

Steven Leyva on "A Poem Avoiding Its Own Tour of Force"
Cover of Roger Reeves' Griffin Prize-winning book, Best Barbarian
"How Much of Yourself Do You Reveal in a Poem?"

For award-winning poet Roger Reeves, the answer is complex. "Any time one is choosing language, one is telling on oneself, revealing something. Of course, there are moments in my life that I don’t write about, but if I choose to use a moment from my life in the poem then I do. However, I would also like to note that poetry is not nonfiction. It’s ultimately a fictive art, which means poets are often embellishing and changing details to make a better poem."
    
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Tiana Nobile on A. Van Jordan's M-A-C-N-O-L-I-A: Poems


"By juxtaposing the MacNolia narrative poems with snapshots of historical figures, M-A-C-N-O-L-I-A considers the ways in which racism shaped Black daily existence and one individual’s life’s trajectory. Thus, M-A-C-N-O-L-I-A is not only a story of one disenchanted woman or crushed little girl; it is the story of a generation. Jordan pushes me to think about how language impacts history, meaning, and people’s lived experiences."
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