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Admit one : an American scrapbook
In this collection of poetry, Martha Collins relentlessly traces the history of scientific racism from the 1904 St. Louis World's Fair through the eugenics movement of the 1920s.
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Admit One
In Admit One: An American Scrapbook, Martha Collins relentlessly traces the history of scientific racism from the 1904 St. Louis World's Fairthrough the eugenics movement of the 1920s.
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I am the rage
\"I Am the Rage is a poetry collection that explores racial injustice from the raw, unfiltered viewpoint of a Black woman in America. Dr. Martina McGowan is a retired MD, a mother, and a poet. Her poetry provides insights that no think piece on racism can; putting readers in the uncomfortable position of feeling, reflecting, and facing what it means to be a Black American. This entire collection was created during 2020, many shortly after the deaths of Breonna Taylor and George Floyd, to name but a few\"-- Provided by publisher.
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Admit One
Praise for Martha Collins:\"A dazzling poet whose poetry is poised at the juncture between the lyric and ethics, Martha Collins has addressed some of the most traumatic social issues of the twentieth century . . . in supple and complex poems. . . .[N]o subject is off limits for her piercing intellect.\"-Cynthia Hogue,AWP Chronicle
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The black Maria : poems
\"The Black Maria investigates African diasporic histories, the consequences of racism within American culture, and the question of human identity. Central to this project is a desire to recognize the lives of Eritrean refugees who have been made invisible by years of immigration crisis, refugee status, exile, and resulting statelessness\"-- Provided by publisher.
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Freedom's Ring
Freedom's Ring begins with the question of how the American ideal of freedom, which so effectively defends a conservative agenda today, from globally exploitative free trade to anti-French \"freedom fries\" during the War in Iraq, once bolstered the progressive causes of Freedom Summer, the Free Speech Movement, and more militant Black Power and Women's Liberation movements with equal efficacy. Focused as it is on the faring of freedom throughout the liberation era, this book also explores attempts made by rights movements to achieve the often competitive or cross-canceling American ideal of equality-economic, professional, and otherwise. Although many struggled and died for it in the civil rights era, freedoms such as the vote, integrated bus rides, and sex without consequences via the Pill, are ultimately free-costing officialdom little if anything to fully implement-while equality with respect to jobs, salaries, education, housing, and health care, will forever be the much more expensive nut to crack. Freedom's Ring regards the politics of freedom, and politics in general, as a low-cost substitute for and engrossing distraction from substantive economic problem-solving from the liberation era to the present day.
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My First Black Friend
\"My First Black Friend,\" explores an interracial friendship from the perspective of a white friend.
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Call me Al
\"In this middle-grade novel, eighth-grade student Ali Khan finds that writing poetry--first about his crush, then about what it means to be an immigrant and the anti-Muslim racism around him--helps him discover who he truly is.\"-- Provided by publisher.
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Poetry My First Black Friend
Yes, I can, I said, because this afternoon my first black friend confided that he was really missing southern fried chicken from home. There were probably more than two black men living there, but none that I could name. Because my first black friend had a wealth of white friends at work and around the community. [...]that option has expired, cut off too soon by a malignancy within hope or purpose, with prescribed poison snaking through veins like tobacco smoke, through the drives home from oncology in my compact car fatigue treated by just being, just being, that and the dozens of painted handprints from friends of my first black friend on a homemade quilt that became his shroud so each of us could push away loss, and, in the only way I knew, to hold onto my first black friend.
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