Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Thursday, March 25, 2010

A visit from Kate: Poet Aydah Al Aarawi Al Jahani


Sorry for ragging on slam poetry all those years.  
But the game show element, it does help.

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Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Poetry: Daljit Nagra, "Look We Have Coming to Dover!"

I came across Daljit Nagra while visiting Sepia Mutiny today. Similar to Bushra Rehman, but with more of a Brit angle, Nagra's poetry deals with identity and second-generation South Asians in the diaspora. (THaS LiKE My FAvORiTe ShiT sO CLeaRLy I wAS LikE, OMG~!!!) His book Look We Have Coming to Dover! is named after the title poem, a response to Matthew Arnold's "Dover Beach". Here's the poem of his Sepia put up:

Rapinder Slips into Tongues…
by Daljit Nagra

Dad and me were watching the video—
Amar, Akbar, Anthony. It’s about three
brothers separated after the family is parted
by gangsters. You can get it with subtitles, Miss.
When Anthony, who grows up in a Catholic home,
begged Christ for the address of his real parents
then crossed himself, I jumped off our royal red
sofa, joined Anthony with his prayer:
Hail Mary, Hail Mary, Hail Mary,
four-quartering myself then curtseying a little.

Dad just stared at me, knocking his turban side
to side that I almost thought it would come off
which it normally does when he’s doing his press-ups
and his face goes mauve. Instead he took off
his flip-flop (the one with a broken thong),
held it in the air, shouting in ‘our’ language,
Vat idiot! If you vant to call on Gud,
call anytime on anyvun of our ten gurus,
Do you tink is white Gud’s wife your mudder?

Dad’s got a seriously funny way Miss,
sometimes he cries, and says he’s going to give me
to a Sikh school, a proper school. That’s why
I did what my cousin Ashok does at our local
temple — while you were all doing hail mary
to end registration, I first locked my hands,
knelt down, prayed with this ditty we do on Sundays,

imagined the Golden Temple and our bearded gods
to your up-on-the-cross one, then roared:
Wahay Guru!
Wahay Guru!
Wahay Guru!
Like that.

For me, the jury's still out on the italicized Daddy Talk Funny in Broken English stuff but I haven't had time to read more of his work and form a real opinion. I guess I just really liked the reference to one of my favorite movies: Amar, Akbar, Anthony.

I mean, Amitabh, Vinod, and Rishi in one fillum??? Sick. You know who else likes Amar, Akbar, Anthony??

This dude who's picture I found while doing my daily Google image search of random Indian names, like Anand and Vishal, specifically to find pictures of dudes that look like this. Every now and then you get a sweet picture of an Indian dude pretending to be on a phone because phones are so not-3rd-World. I mean, I don't know if Vijay here really likes the movie but I figure prolly. Is dat racist?

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Wednesday, October 22, 2008

Poetry: Upsize Your Manhood

So you all know I'm a poet. Basically I'm probably the best poet I know. And I know lots of poets because my circle is full of very talented people. When I had to pick my 5 for T-Mobile it was like Poet, Poet, Poet, Poet, Poet. I wrote a new poem. I'm a little rusty since I wrote "You Can Have Satyajit Ray", a poem my boy Amiri Baraka was digging when he heard it (no joke). But I'm proud of my most recent work. It's a piece inspired by internet spam, which we all know is such a pesky little devil. Am I right? Without further adue:

Upsize Your Manhood

Upsize your manhood
Make yourself perfect
Explode her mind with pleasure
Enjoy uninterrupted love
See options you can get
Power up your package
Grow thicker, harder and longer
The secret to making her come
Grow your pole by 2 inches today
Sharon loved the results I got from this
Sam's new size made me jealous
Increase your load
Always be ready for bedroom action
Show her your huge size
She loves you huge
Forget about failures in the bedroom for 3 months
Make her desire you
Turn your tool into rock hard steel
So big that she will be scared
The revolution has arrived
Don't settle for less than 9 inches
You is measured by the size of your love tool
Casanova style of life
Be confident that you will have a larger head soon
What every woman wants from their man
Become full and firm
Get better confidence for better sex
Increase in size and boost in intimate performance
Watch her come over and over again
Get size and girth here
Be a stud in bed

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