Recap of ‘Art Between Us’

“In one pocket, keep a piece of paper that says ‘I am dust.’  In the other pocket, one that says ‘I was made for the world.'” Her poem was about balance and humility.

I didn’t expect to have any fun at an all female poetry reading. And to be fair, I never expect to have any fun at an all female anything. Especially at a coffee shop that’s a known hangout space for guys wearing man-buns and vegan leather jackets with lush infinity scarves.  The reason I ultimately decided to go was to catch up with a few of my Muslim girlfriends I hadn’t seen in ages because I’ve been avoiding my usual place of worship like the plague.  (It’s a long story.  I’m sort of known as a rogue there.  Think, black Muslim version of Julia Roberts in Runaway Bride.)  Anyway, I went straight from work dressed in an huge wool shawl,  midi dress and some beaded jewelry–because that’s my chic, literary-type getup–and had the full expectation of vegging out on the back wall of The Potter House’s secluded back room waiting to be lulled into a seated comatose  state from hours of what I assumed would be sappy, mediocre poetry.  I’m pleased to report that my excursion didn’t turn out that way at all.

I heard awesome poetry from the most diverse group of women I’d ever seen in one space, and a praise song sung in Yoruba by a statuesque lawyer.  A  young blonde armed with notebook, an adorable lisp and a guitar sang a love song dedicated to everyone in earshot.  I watched a short piece of a hilarious one-woman play called Dirty Paki Lingerie.  Mostly, I saw about a dozen women stand up one by one and remind me of what we all have in common.  And it was totally what I needed right then.

Disclaimer: I don’t know the names of all the women I captured discreetly from my little iPhone, and there were many awesome performers and poets that aren’t included here.

She sang a sweet song in Yoruba.
Dirt Paki Lingerie is pure genius.
“Your revolution will not happen between these thighs.” She performed a Sarah Jones piece.
Her love song was a call & response one.
She painted calligraphy during our poetry session.
Netta Q reminded us that hiphop is high art.

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