I am so many women you cannot rightly name me -Carolyn Rodgers [photo by @nomadicphoto_ ]
into the women-coloured twilight - e.e. cummings
PARIS! November 6th, 2014! I have a show at Dame de Canton. I hope to see everyone I know and love there. LIVE MUSIC & POETRY! »>GET YOUR TICKETS«<
Europe Tour 2014 in November! poems & new music to be shared. Looking forward to wondrous new moments & memories! (My first time performing in Germany folks!)
"Unhurt" by Aja Monet
This is the title poem to a new chapbook of poems to be released in November 2014.
Shot by Emmanuel Afolabi
New ChapBook of Poems & European Tour Dates Coming Soon! www.ajamonet.com #ajainwonderland #unhurt
Aja in Wonderland with @dondregreen
From the Guggenheim, to the Brooklyn Museum, to the MoMA—all in 2014. What an honor to read poems with the incredible Craig Harris and his band today! One of the greatest living jazz trombonist to ever play🎶🎶🎶
So honored to be invited by Ms. Carrie Mae Weems to read poems and be photographed in the MoMA’s sculpture garden this morning 😊
unfiltered love as political technology made into public policy
"Aja Monet: Since the moment I heard her poetry has captivated the struggle of not just a people, but of humanity itself as an entity. The soulful female passion injected with controlled logic and emotion balance each other to bring a message. One that much like any form of our co-opted culture is difficult to commercialize but impossible to ignore. Caught at the crux of a world where words are slaves and the capacity to speak them in a such a manner sets people free…her destiny is in her hands alone" -Felipe Coronel aka Immortal Technique
If ever I forget who I am, it is Abiodun Oyewole who persistently reminds me of my strength and greatness. I am a better woman and poet because of him. I am honored to be a daughter of his, one of many, to be lifted by his light as his legacy thrives in my story, in all of our stories. His poems and his life lays the foundation. I grew up in the spirit of his loving. Please go purchase and support his latest collection of poems: “Branches of the Tree of Life”
tz: well. how do you explain loving some men who write & some men who play music & some men who are simply loveable, when yr work for almost three years has been entirely woman-centered?
i can do a lot of things. we all can. women haveta. i waz not able to establish the kind of environment i thot my work needed when i read with men all the time. you haveta remember there’s an enormous ignorance abt women’s realities in society. we ourselves suffer from a frightening lack of clarity abt who we are. my work attempts to ferret out what i know & touch in a woman’s body. if i really am committed to pulling the so-called personal outta the realm of non-art. that’s why i have dreams & recipes, great descriptions of kitchens & handiwork in sassafrass, cypress, & indigo. that’s why in for colored girls…i discuss the simple reality of going home at nite, of washing one’s body, looking out the window with a woman’s eyes. we must learn our common symbols, preen them and share them with the world. the readings usedta…the collective recognition of certain realities that are female can still be hampered, diverted, diluted by masculine presence. yes. i segregated my work & took it to women. much like i wd take fresh water to people stranded in mojave desert. i wdnt take a camera crew to observe me. i wdnt ask the people who had never known thirst to come watch thirsty people drink…
tz: i thot you said all art forms contributed to yr development?
i didn’t say it yet. i thot abt saying that what dianne mcintyre’s sounds-in-motion dance company does with cecil taylor’s music gives me the right to put the axis of the poem off balance & hold. i wanted to say i learn abt lyricism from david murray’s saxophone & romare beardens collages. i wanted to insist i’ve learned abt beauty from carmen delavallade’s dancing & albert ayler’s music.
tz: yes, but what do you believe a poem shd do?
quite simple a poem shd fill you up with something/ cd make you swoon, stop in yr tracks, change yr mind, or make it up. a poem shd happen to you like cold water or a kiss.
tz: one more thing. what is it like to be you?
good. good. sometimes more trouble than i like to handle cuz i didnt take care of myself the way i cd have had i known i waz worth loving. but then i have a bunch of raucous memories i have survived to giggle abt/ that has to be awright. i am becoming less afraid of who this “zaki” is.