Should I recite from my book of days?  Instead

of pastries, should I hand out my map of visions to the ladies?

Should I sing

the world as figures to be counted? Rough benches in white-washed rooms?

Excerpt from the poem, “1849: Unsent Letter to Sojourner Truth”

 


 

Anna Murray Douglass

“What does it mean to be a “free” Black woman, washing away the stains of poverty? Not enough money to increase her security as wife of the famous abolitionist. Freedom fighter. Frederick Douglass. She. Undiscovered Black woman. She. ANNA. She. MURRAY. Mother (holy). Mary (holy). Mate. Magical (hands stitching up a house from floods and poverty and arson). Mover.”

by Sonia Sanchez, from the Introduction
to Brief Evidence of Heaven

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Cover Art: "Betrayal," by Theodore Harris

   Finalist, Phillis Wheatley Prize, 2015

Brief Evidence of Heaven:
Poems from the Life of
 Anna Murray Douglass


published by
Whirlwind Press

About the Author

on my way somewhere else I
stepped into this mirror I
see everything multiplied my
eyes to the glass bowl of the world

Excerpt from "multiplied" 

by M. Nzadi Keita

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