By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2014, Denise N. Fyffe Calabash 2014, as said by many at the festival, is a world class event featuring some of the best poets, writers and authors in the world. This bi-annual event featured many great writers such as Jamaica Kincaid, Zadie Smith, Sir Salman Rushdie, Mukoma wa Ngugi, … Continue reading The Calabash Experience – Calabash Schedule, 3 nights of World Class Poetry
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2014, Denise N. Fyffe
I can breathe again, with bated breath I roll the dice; again.- Poetess Denise Fyffe Copyright © 2014, Denise N. Fyffe
My eyes are wide open when I jump into the deep, I have no misconceptions of landing on my feet; Though I may drown, the thrill is worth the risk I'll pocket this moment and in my old age look back, smile and remember the thrill of it. My eyes are wide open when I … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Taking risks
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2014, Denise N. Fyffe The year is 2014 and the month is May, Denise is eager to reach the cool hills of St. Elizabeth and experience the world-renowned literary festival, Calabash, at Treasure Beach. My friend Davene Rowe and I, had a few fall starts in trying to leave … Continue reading The Calabash Experience – Lovers Leap Guest House
Lying, thinking Last night How to find my soul a home Where water is not thirsty And bread loaf is not stone I came up with one thing And I don't believe I'm wrong That nobody, But nobody Can make it out here alone. Alone, all alone Nobody, but nobody Can make it out here … Continue reading Alone by Maya Angelou
I've got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the chicken to fry The baby to dry I got company to feed The garden to weed I've got shirts to press The tots to dress The cane to be cut I gotta clean up this … Continue reading Woman Work by Maya Angelou
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I'll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? 'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like … Continue reading Still I Rise by Maya Angelou
Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies. I say, It's in the reach of my arms The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I'm … Continue reading Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou
By: Denise N. Fyffe. Copyright © 2012, Poetess Defy, Denise N. Fyffe As a Jamaican ooman I would like to think, There is a Jamaican man who nah go mek mi boat sink. Him will tek mi by di hand and lead di way, An won’t run from di danger, him lef mi fi face. … Continue reading Jamaican Poetry: Di man for me
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