February 11th 1990

By Wanda Coleman 1946–2013 Wanda Coleman

                                          —for Dennis Brutus

This year the leaves turn red green black
freedom colors each leaf
each stitch of grass. I am amazed
at my sweet harvest. The prison door has opened
and a nation’s heart is released. I am full
having spent my greediness in a ritual of joy.

Wanda Coleman, “February 11th 1990” from Hand Dance. Copyright © 1992 by Wanda Coleman. Reprinted by permission of Wanda Coleman.

Source: Hand Dance (Black Sparrow Press, 1992)

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Poet Wanda Coleman 1946–2013

POET’S REGION U.S., Southwestern

Subjects Social Commentaries, History & Politics, Race & Ethnicity

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Poet and writer Wanda Coleman was a blatantly humanist artist who won much critical acclaim for her unusually prescient and often innovative work, but who struggled to make a living from her craft. In discussing “my life in poetry,” More magazine, April 2005, Camille Paglia said of Coleman: “She’s not as central as she should be. Her language jumps off the page.” With twelve books of collected writings published by the small . . .

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SUBJECT Social Commentaries, History & Politics, Race & Ethnicity

POET’S REGION U.S., Southwestern

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