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  • Writer's pictureNubia DuVall Wilson

My Poem is featured in a BLM Poetry Project

I have been writing poetry since I was about 5 or 6 years old. My mother taught me what a simile and metaphor was before I got into first grade, something she was very proud of. We didn't have a lot of money growing up, but we made up for it by enriching ourselves in education and culture, ha! This past July I was asked by the Maplewood Arts Council in NJ to share a poem on the Black Lives Movement for a special banner project. At that point, I had not written a poem in about two or three years! I waited until my family and I took a trip to West Dover, Vermont so that I could have peace of mind to actually write. I have always loved Japanese Haikus because of the challenge of the syllable limitations (5-7-5 per line) and the complex simplicity Haikus exude. As much as I have SO much to say on this topic (especially from a multigenerational trauma standpoint) and have a multitude of strong emotions about racism in America, it was overwhelming to try to put it into words for a poem. Ironically, being forced to write how I feel in less words made it bearable for me. Taking pictures of my poem on stage for all to see with my 6-year-old daughter was a special moment this month. The poem lives on Baker Street and you can read it below.

The Burden of Racism

A Haiku Series by Nubia DuVall Wilson

Uninformed fake truths

Your white fragility trumps

the plight of my skin.

Racism’s a choice,

the history goes back deep

Read. Learn. Change your mind.

Trauma’s in my blood,

centuries of plight leave scars.

We won’t stop screaming.


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