“If Dr. Matthew E. Henry’s debut poetry collection, “Teaching While Black,” had been published five years ago, it would still have been relevant, it’s just that fewer people would have realized it.
In a country reckoning with centuries of systematic and internalized racism, Henry’s forthright verse is an important entry into the conversation…”
Interview with Doug Holder (Poet to Poet)
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My virtual sit-down with Doug Holder of Poet to Poet.
We talk about both teaching while Black (in reality), as well as Teaching While Black (my book). I also read a short selection of poems from the collection at the end.
In this version, we get to see one of my former students (from over a decade ago) popping in and out of his car. : )
June 6, 2020 ~ Doug Holder interviews Matthew E. Henry author of Teaching While Black.
Review of Teaching While Black in The Boston Globe
There is a short, but powerful review of Teaching While Black in The Boston Globe’s most recent New England Literary News Section.
You can read it online here.
(And you thought I’d first make it into The Globe for other reasons…)
Review of Teaching While Black at Sundress Reads
Teaching While Black is a full collection of confessional poetry from black poet and educator Matthew E. Henry available through Main Street Rag Publishing Company. This book showcases the lack of respect Henry, as a Black teacher, often faces in the public school system and the amount of emotional labor he often carries for his students…
Thus begins a lovely review of my collection from Sundress Publication’s Sundress Reads .
Read the rest here.
"an open letter to (FUCK) you": a Mirco Poem Published in Versification
Some people find my poetry offensive.
I judge them by what they find offensive.
“an open letter to (FUCK) you” is no different.
Thanks to the wonderful people at Versification for highlighting it in their inaugural issue.
“Condolences On The Passing Of Your confederate Monument”
The Writing Process
Step 1. - Be pissed off
Step 2. Write
Step 3. Submit at 12:30 am
Step 4. Have an acceptance letter by 1 am
And such is the tale of the publication of my (brand) new poem “Condolences On The Passing Of Your confederate Monument,” currently up at The New Verse News.
Finding a little bit of dark humor in the midst of utter business as usual bullshit in this country.
“…and who is my neighbor?”
Jesus replied,
“a man was going down from [insert place of work,
convenience store, home, or church] to [insert place of work,
convenience store, home, or church] unarmed,
and fell into the hands of officers, who stopped him for
[insert _____-ing while Black reason]. they shot him,
stood above his leaking body, and left him for dead.
now, by chance, a white man [Evangelical]
was going down his Twitter feed.
and when he saw him, he scrolled quickly past
saying, #BlueLivesMatter.
likewise, a white woman [Presbyterian]
came to the place on her Facebook feed.
she saw him and scrolled quickly past
saying, #AllLivesMatter.
but when [insert the least expected] saw him,
they came near. moved with pity and outrage,
they went to the dead man’s family
to bandage their wounds, pouring action
and appropriate silence as compassion.
they put the burdens on their backs,
addressed them as they were able.
the next day they had not forgotten,
but took two friends and encouraged them
to more than march or hashtag the moment,
saying, ‘we will continue the Work together.
be not afraid: the Lord will repay
whatever social capital we spend.’”
then Jesus asked,
“which of these three was a neighbor
to the man who fell into unholy hands?”
the [insert an asshole “playing devil’s advocate”] said,
“the one who acknowledged his dignity.”
and Jesus replied,
“now go, and do likewise.”
First published in Poemeleon A Journal of Poetry’s The Truth/y Issue: Volume XI Spring 2020
Two school poems in The Revolution (Relaunch)
I am happy to be a part of the historic The Revolution (Relaunch) with their acceptance of two of my poems.
I’ll let the titles speak for themselves:
“an open letter to the white teacher who threw a Black boy out of her class for wearing too much lotion”
&
“an open letter to those wondering why I’ve called this the most racist place I’ve ever worked”
#NoChill
Read them here
On the Cultural Appropriation of the Dead and a New Poem Published
I went to a writing conference shortly after Toni Morrison died. The conference was fine for the most part. Ideas were fleshed out. Writing was done. Some lovely scenery and people.
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But then there was the obligatory panel discussion to lament the passing of a literary icon. All well and good.
Until I looked up at the panel and noticed something strange but, sadly, not surprising.
The poem I wrote in response was published by the good people at Bryant Literary Review .
It’s called “an open letter to the white feminists holding a literary panel on Toni Morrison.”
And you can read it here (pg 65).
"mannish water" in Baltimore Review
The Baltimore Review has published my poem “mannish water.”
If you don’t know what mannish water is, Google is your friend.
The poem is a story from childhood.
And that’s all I have to say about that…
[Say gravity is grace enough for god-] in The Amethyst Review,
Another of my theological sonnets has been accepted by The Amethyst Review.
[Say gravity is grace enough for god-] shows that I paid (some) attention in both my science and theology courses in college.
Some.
Click here to read it.
"Sai no Kawara" -- New Poem in The Ekphrastic Review
Jizō Bosatsu,1279.
Artist in Japan,
Wood, lacquer, bronze, gold leaf and crystal.
On a recent visit to the Peabody Essex Museum (Salem, MA), I came across this striking figure on display.
The work alone stirred something within me, but after I read up on his story, I began drafting in earnest. The world being the terribly small place that it is, a week later some of my students gave a presentation on a short story wherein the mythos behind this statue is a key component.
So in a way this poem is three-times ekphrastic: the mythos, the statue, the modern short story.
In any event, the good people at The Ekphrastic Review have seen fit to publish my poem Sai no Kawara.
Virtual Reading for Poets in Pajamas
I did a thing. I don’t think I brought shame upon the family name, but I won’t ever watch this to find out, so you’ll have to let me know.
Or don’t.
The Set List
"when asked why “all lives” don’t matter" [First published in The Radical Teacher, No. 115 (Fall 2019)]
"an open letter to the school resource officer who almost shot me in my class" [First published in Gravitas, Volume 18 Issue 2]
"a confession from occupied territory" [First published in Teaching While Black (Main Street Rag, 2020)]
"stop talking" [First Published in Rise Up Review Summer 2019]
"when asked how we got here" [Unpublished. Rage-written a few days ago.]
"station of the cross" [First published in 3Elements Literary Review Issue 20]
"the surprising thing" [First published in The Radical Teacher Vol 112 (2018)]
"to the Dreams that Explode" [First published in Teaching While Black (Main Street Rag, 2020)]
"an open letter to my mixed little "Sisters Who Kept Their Naturals"" [First published in Solstice, Spring 2020]
Poets in Pajamas Reading on Facebook Live - May 10th
I’ve been selected to participate in Poets in Pajamas reading series on Facebook Live!
On Sunday, May 10th I will be reading selections from Teaching While Black, answering questions, and trying not to bring shame upon my family.
We’ll see what happens.
Here’s the event page link: https://www.facebook.com/events/1162329310765604/
New Sonnet up at The Amethyst Review
Another one of my theological sonnets—
[Say prayer’s correctly rubbing God’s back]—has been published by The Amethyst Review.
This one explores the human desire to get a signal out—to be heard and responded to by the numinous. Somehow appropriate for our current reality of social distancing.
Oddly enough, the inspiration for this poem came from a conversation with a student (as many do): something relatively psychotic about a rabbit’s foot. This is what it turned into. I think she would be pleased.
A Happy Poem Published in Solstice
In general, I am happy when any of my poems find publication. But some bring me more joy than others.
This is one of those times.
My poem “an open letter to my mixed little “Sisters Who Kept Their Naturals”” was just published in Solstice, and my heart is full.
While the connection and indebtedness to Gwendolyn Brook’s “To Those of My Sisters Who Keep Their Naturals” should be apparent, as with many of the poems in my “open letter” cycle, this piece has a intended audience and specific muses.
They know who they are, what their strength means to me, and how proud I am to be their big brother (multiple puns intended).
Selected for MassPoetry "Poem of the Moment“ Feature
My poem “self evident” has been selected by MassPoetry as a “Poem of the Moment.”
This honor means that my poem will be displayed on the Mass Poetry homepage for one week, be part of the Mass Poetry newsletter sent to 5000+ subscribers, and live in the Poem of the Moment archives.
And scores of English, humanities, and social studies teachers are going to suddenly feel very guilty, and (hopefully) reassess their white supremacist pedagogy.
Strong language you say?
If your lesson(s) specifically “other” your students because of their race, if the assignment is only natural and comfortable for white children, what would you call it?
Review of Teaching While Black at BASPPS
Doug Holder's Boston Area Small Press and Poetry Scene has posted an excellent review of Teaching While Black written by Gregory J. Wolos.
I feel a exposed.
New Poem in Spiritus
“The Third Renunciation”—one of my theological sonnets—was published in the latest issue of Spiritus (20.1).
It takes its title from Mary Margaret Funk's discussion of the 4th century monk John Cassian's three-fold denials in order to follow a path of spirituality:
First, we must renounce our former way of life and move closer to our heart’s desire, toward the interior life. Second, we must do the inner work (of asceticism) by renouncing our mindless thoughts.…Third, and finally, we must renounce our own images of God so that we can enter into contemplation of God as God" (Thoughts Matter, 9).
It is also the ‘title track’ of a book of poems I am shopping for publication (so if you like this one, and know anyone who wants to publish a bunch more like it, hit me up).
Virtual Reading of "said the band-aid to the shotgun wound"
This virtual reading of "said the band-aid to the shotgun wound" is brought you by the good people at Raven Chronicles and the anthology Take a Stand: Art Against Hate where this poem was published.
I should also thank the "professional development" that was so horrible, it inspired this poem.
But I won't.
