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Beah Richards (Free verse) by Jeremi B. Handrinos
"Freedom is living" I have moved Southern mansions, but you have moved mountains. I have seen the heart of the great white hunter, from the inside out, again and again. While you pumped water in oceans. When I speak of poetry often, I am shallow and pine for authenticity. The kind of love only a black woman deserves. From under the breast From fecund preserves. Beah, you are the night Beah, you are the womb Beah, you were right To be always you. When I first read you I knew right then a rook from the queen the sword from a pen. Brave, broad, Broadway Slave, Home, Democracy Coal, pressed, diamond One Strong Woman. You were never an eight lined maid in my movie. You are the closest thing to a mother I will ever find, the purest colored voice I would dare rewind. Beah, you are the night Beah, you are the womb Beah, you are the fight For what we need to see through.

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Arithmetic Mean: 6.6363635
Weighted score: 5.818182
Overall Rank: 1624
Posted: March 21, 2004 12:49 PM PST; Last modified: March 21, 2004 12:49 PM PST
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[10] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. @ 194.222.223.239 | 21-Mar-04/3:53 PM | Reply
Well done Jeremi! Your poetry is really coming along now.
[9] jessicazee @ 152.163.252.168 | 22-Mar-04/12:04 PM | Reply
This is great - the 1st stanza has a little cliche-y sound to it with "moved mountains" and "great white hunter"...maybe use proper names of mountain..."moved an Everest" or something. Oh I don't know. I still like it. 9
[7] Joe-joe @ 68.194.47.34 | 22-Mar-04/5:02 PM | Reply
You call me your N----r and then write a piece like this....extolling the virtues of Beah Richards. Again your work displays a form of hypocrisy that is quite tasteless. Beah was light years ahead of her time...a proud and strong black woman who was an accomplished actress, poet and playwright. I remember seeing her as a kid in “Guess Whose Coming to Dinner”. She was class and dignity personified. Anyway, I can see you tried to capture her essence here…but in the end you fell well short of your mark. In particular, I found your statement about her voice (“ the purist colored voice”) awkward and ill conceived. You are capable of doing much better than this. –6- on technical merit…..8 on heartfelt emotion…..-7- overall
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