Friday, January 10, 2014


Amiri Baraka
(October 7, 1934 ~ January 9, 2014)

At one time in America — certainly from the 60s into the 70s — these two men held the news and our culture by storm. Before the endless era of 24-hour-vacuous, Reality TV, liars to the left of you and liars to the right, and before the general rule of zombie nation — we had activists, poets, musicians, fathers and mothers who put their lives on the line for a greater good. Carter Camp was born in White Eagle, Oklahoma and was an American Indian Movement (AIM) activist from the Ponca tribe. He was one of the organizers of the Wounded Knee standoff.

Someone at the New York Times should have their mouth washed out with soap at describing Amiri Baraka as "polarizing". Dick Cheney is polarizing, not Baraka. A man who was a poet, short story writer, novelist, essayist, teacher, lecturer, political activist, community organizer, playwright of note with an Obie Award and other celebrations, ground-cutting musicologist of the full bore  jazz era — and young poets take note — with his first wife Hettie Cohen, editor and publisher of the literary magazine, Yugen, which published much of the great work of the Beats. On top of with Diane di Prima establishing a second literary magazine, The Floating Bear. These were magnificent homemade and enduring publications. Not self-published ground meal disappearing acts. A third act for Baraka was founding the small press Totem Press. Black Nationalism publications and anthologies would follow.

If anything, he was unique. Slight of figure. A rightful threat.

I had a friend who brought Baraka into one of the toughest correctional institutions in New York State to read and work poetry with the prisoners. She said he had them all dazzled and committed to song by the end of the visit. No surprise.

~ BA


Luster said...


Beautiful true statement and remembrance, and I get a great Ian Tyson tune in my head to boot.

Rains today, flood warnings.

stay close,

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Bob Arnold / Longhouse said...


I looked at Susan and said, "Can I get away with "Four Strong Wings?"

She looked at me blank.

"Two Strong Wings" it is.

"Four" because like you, irreparable, Ian Tyson.

Yr rains coming here soon
all's well, Bob

Conrad DiDiodato said...


lovely tribute. Thank you! I came across recently a Whitman quote to the effect that only great audiences produce great poets.

Enough said.

Bob Arnold / Longhouse said...

Whitman, of course Conrad, knew his stuff. Circular brings us into the round.

Thanks for your eye to the Birdhouse.

stay warm where you are,