Note: This background goes with my poem, The Fall of Miss Sopa, Eater of Clay, in the preceding post. Thanks to everyone who requested it. ********************************************************************************************************************** I met Miss Sopa when I was a kid. When she walked into the room, it felt like God had just thudded up to me in a pair of muddy [...]
Archive for September, 2008
Miss Sopa: A Great Woman
Posted in poetry, tagged clay eaters, eating clay, fiction, great woman, history, poetry, slavery, strong woman, women's lit on September 26, 2008 | 17 Comments »
Miss Sopa: Matriarch of Clay
Posted in poetry, tagged eating clay, hunger, matriarch, poetry, poetry about strong women, rituals, slavery, strong woman, The American South, The South, women's lit on September 24, 2008 | 16 Comments »
The Fall of Miss Sopa, Eater of Clay by Julie Buffaloe-Yoder Sopa Abraham Botswana Johnson b. 1907 . Before three men and ten babies parted her legs with a prayer, Miss Sopa danced at the shore with the women of time, the women who ate clay and kneeled naked in autumn water at dawn. . [...]
The Poetry Collaborative
Posted in Collaborative Poetry, tagged alligator, American Sentences, cento, Collaborative Poetry, love poem, poetry, The Poetry Collaborative on September 18, 2008 | 22 Comments »
The good folks at The Poetry Collaborative invited me to participate in a poetry prompt. The exercise uses American Sentences written by people in the collaborative. An American Sentence is a poetic form created by Allen Ginsberg. Basically, American Sentences are limited to seventeen syllables. Our exercise was to take the American Sentences and arrange [...]
The A Is For Awesome
Posted in poetry, tagged Amber Yoder, art, art prints, childhood, children's literature, etchings, fiction, Highlights magazine, imagination, mother daughter, poetry on September 10, 2008 | 31 Comments »
I tried to hold back in my last artist spotlight about my daughter, Amber. I don’t want to embarrass her with my gushing mother love stuff, because I truly respect her as an artist. But sometimes I just can’t help myself. Amber is an amazing talent. She also has a heart that’s larger than all outdoors. I [...]
