#Dawn Lundy Martin

[geryone]

Instructions for the Lovers, Dawn Lundy Martin

[notchainedtotrauma]

How the world blisters you. How hunger left you statued.

from Our Wandering by Dawn Lundy Martin

[jllongwrites]

Via M4BL/The Tea:

The Black Took Collective is a dynamic group of three award-winning LGBTQ Black poet-performers who engage in live writing, poetry, music, dance, drawing, film, and critical race theory. Their captivating performances encourage audience participation and foster meaningful conversations. Their radical works and intersectional approach embrace hybrid experimental forms, exploring themes of race, gender, and sexuality. Their manifesto, “Call for Dissonance”, published in the Fall/Winter issue of FENCE in 2002, articulates their mission to challenge conventional notions of identity and artistic practice. They invite us to reconsider how we define Black poetics and confront the representational brutality often imposed on the Black body. Key questions they raise include: How can our work move beyond normative aesthetic possibilities? What if we critiqued traditional poetic conventions and engaged with the complexities of our historical experience?

[nepobabyeurydice]

Shed the machine. Must be entirely flesh to fight. Must be strategy instead of filling.

— Dawn Lundy Martin, Dear one, the sea

[willgaham]

SUCCESSION 2018-2023 the roy siblings + quotes

3.02 / franz kafka, letters to milena / 4.09 / dawn lundy martin, good stock strange blood / 4.10 / marie howe, the teacher / 4.09 / vievee francis, forest primeval / 4.10 / anne sexton, a self-portrait in letters / 3.09 / @tullispink

[armoralor]

the braver you seem, the more afraid you are. ✰ Reva Sevander played by Moses Ingram // Instructions for the Lovers by Dawn Lundy Martin (x) // The Fallen Angel (L'Ange Déchu) by Alexandre Cabanel ✰ reminder that T*RFs can fuck off, only interact if you love trans & nonbinary folks ♡

[jamesheathridge]

the passenger (2023) / fady joudah / jeremy radin / dawn lundy martin / michael wasson / richie hofmann / noah ross / spencer reece / michael wasson / samantha fain / nisha patel / jeremy radin / noah ross / anthony oliveria / jeremy radin / anthony oliveria / catherynne m valente (source)

[artbookdap]

Hot book pics from @baltimorephotospace ・・・#Repost What Matters Most: Photographs of Black Life. This powerful collection highlights the importance of snapshots in Black American life: as tools to challenge stereotypes, and as a way to document family and culture Thoughtfully illustrated, this volume highlights a selection of photographs of African American family life between the 1970s and the early 2000s—pictures that were lost by their original owners and then found by the artist Zun Lee on a street in Detroit in 2012, marking the beginning of the Fade Resistance collection of more than 4,000 Polaroids. Lee describes the collection as an important record of Black visual self-representation and a means to “reflect the way Black people saw themselves on their terms—without the intention of being seen, or judged, by others.” To Lee, these powerful photographs are an expression of "Black life mattering." These vivid images chronicle milestones such as weddings, birthdays and graduations, as well as quiet daily moments, offering contemporary views long ignored or erased by mainstream culture. Together, these works highlight the role snapshots have played in Black life, as tools to challenge stereotypical portrayals and as a means to memorialize family, culture and heritage. Topics such as self-representation, visual history and the social power of photographs are addressed in critical texts by Sophie Hackett, Stefano Harney, Zun Lee and Fred Moten, and an original contribution by celebrated poet Dawn Lundy Martin. @delmonico_books @agotoronto https://www.instagram.com/p/CnXZQOQJFgh/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[liquidlightandrunningtrees]

The contours of the girl blur. She is both becoming and fact.

Dawn Lundy Martin, Violent Rooms

[geryone]

Instructions for the Lovers, Dawn Lundy Martin

[notchainedtotrauma]

Some snapshots. A gaze away. We leapt, didn't we ? What a regular thing.

A-list- from Dawn Lundy Martin

[poetsandwriters]

Dawn Lundy Martin in “Vagrant & Vulnerable,” featured in the September/October 2017 issue of Poets & Writers Magazine.

[blackqueernotables]

Dawn Lundy Martin: Director of the Center for African American Poetry and Poetics; Winner of the 2019 Kingsley Tufts Award for Poetry.

[thiswaycomessomethingwicked]

To say that one has seen a ghost is not necessarily to experience a haunting. To be haunted is to refuse, be it actively with one’s own permission or without. In this latter case when one is haunted without one’s own permission, I think of it as a compelled haunting.

This is the dream of a melancholic. The lost object is so shiny, the attraction undeniable [impossibility in severing attachment]. We must become it. Must hold it  so close we take it inside of ourselves. Thus, the knocking in the throat like a second heart.

All the poetry I’ve ever written is compelled by a single series of events. The attempt to write them, in all their fractured and fracturing glory, is believe it or not, an act of forgetting. And, inside a narrow silver tube that runs the core of me from the top of my head to my left most toe is where I hold the loss. The poem, then, is in a perpetual state of collapse in its refusal to be unhaunted. The silver tube of loss gets stuffed and re-stuffed, extractions from memory into text into—

Impossibility in further deciphering the silver tube, its purpose, how it’s a place held within and apart…

What else can be put into the hole [self]?

It's not easy work, lifting the shovel and stuffing the hole, but it must be done. This labor produces in me something akin to exaltation or joy. This is what I mean when I say sadomasochism. If language is caught between the thing or experience or the self and the text it howls into the mouth of the chasm until it is defeated and spent, it staggers around until it has knocked itself cold. Perhaps this is what produces joy, this working toward.

- “But What About Haunting?” by Dawn Lundy Martin 

[lifeinpoetry]

What would the poem be without wings to block out the light?

Dawn Lundy Martin, from “Nothingness,” published in Poem-a-Day

[smallpressdistribution]

"A desire to rip the bottom out of experience — these bodies, they say, are ungovernable." 

-Dawn Lundy Martin 

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XO, SPD