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[geryone]

Born in a Second Language, Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie

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[thebrutalityofagod]

Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie, from Born in a Second Language

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[saintsebastiensbf]

“God, if you’re a thing with ears: please, please.”

Elizabeth Acevedo, The Poet X

Richard Siken, War Of The Foxes

Christian Wiman, More Like The Stars

Never mind. I invented you. I invented you, as far as my purposes go. I invented loving you and I invented your death. I have my tricks and my trap doors, too.

Alice Munro, from Collected Stories; “Tell me Yes or No,”

Marina Tsvetaeva, tr. by Elaine Feinstein from, “I’m glad your sickness.”

Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

Sarah Kane, 4.48 Psychosis

“(…) and then there’s the silence that comes back, a million times bigger than me, sneaks into my bones and wails and wails and wails until I can’t be quiet anymore.”

Ada Limón, Bright Dead Things; The Quiet Machine

H.D., The Look-Out

Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie, In My Version

Lucille Clifton, The Death of Crazy Horse

repetition in poetry // part v

(part i) (part ii) (part iii) (part iv)

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[alliwanttodoiscollectpoetry]

Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie ~ How to rebuild me when I fall apart

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[imaginemirage]

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[lifeinpoetry]

i am three languages short of knowing myself / i only know one language well enough to miss you in it

— Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie, from “for those for whom this need not be translated,” Born in a Second Language

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[smokefalls]

Title: Born in a Second Language Author: Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie Publication Date: July 2021 Publisher: Button Poetry Genre: poetry

This was such an interesting poetry collection to read. I loved the way Afiriyie-Hwedie explored identity and belonging through language in particular, making these poems quite playful in the choice in words, structure, and style. There was a musicality to her poems as well, which was certainly amplified by the references to music she made throughout this collection.

I think my only complaint about this collection is that it was far too short, but I look forward to seeing what other poems she will share in the future.

Favorite poems: “for those for whom this need not be translated,” “Please select the best answer:,” and “It goes without saying.”

#Akosua Afiriyie Hwedie #Born in a Second Language #book review #poetry #2022 reads #booklr

[acehotel]

A poem by Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie from The Felt, a journal publishing poetry and prose that is the tender-hearted making of new knowledge. 

Part of our month-long sharing of poets, poems and presses we read all year round.

#poetry #npm17 #nmp17 #Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie #the felt #pratt institute #yes #american immigrant

[beissmich]

“Look at me. Look into my eyes." His eyes fixed on hers as they fluttered open. "I'll give you anything. My body, my soul, Take them. Take everything.” ― Sylvain Reynard, Gabriel's Inferno

“I love her, and that's the beginning and end of everything.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, Dear Scott, Dearest Zelda: The Love Letters of F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald

" no one makes me feel more myself than you. when my hand is in yours it’s familiar and safe, "— m.m. (via clairetvmples)

Cause all I ever wanted is here / All I ever wanted / All I want is / Always you / It’s always you  “ I Will - Mitski “

I never knew love was so soft until I knew the soft loving of you.

"You’re in my veins. No. You’re in my heart. No. You’re in my blood. No. Yes. You’re in every part I call mine and in all parts I dare not name or know and yet love. Silence. Let me have it out: I am a weak person but I’m brave when it comes to loving you. I can’t bear the uncertainty I currently read in your eyes; I can’t bear to witness the fear inside your gaze – that terror over me possibly hurting myself or over you not being able to be with me in all the ways you used to.  And still, I look at you and all I feel for you is love. I look at you and I love, I love, I love. "— all these things you wish you’d say (via violentwavesofemotion)

"First time I saw her She stuck in my mind and I thought of her all the time "— Jason Edmonds of Magic Castles, lyrics from “Dragonfly,” Sky Sounds LP (‘a’ Records, 2014)

“You wrap your name tight around my ribs And keep me warm. I was born for you.” -To the DesertBY BENJAMIN ALIRE SÁENZ

“to search for my name in your mouth” — Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie, from “for those for whom this need not be translated,” Born in a Second Language

“I know you. I woke up because of you — your voice calling to me. I still hear you in my dreams…”] Oyinkan Braithwaite, 

He held her hand, kissed her fingertips. In silence, he told her that he will wear her scars and stay. - Lukas W. // Through shut lips

#bite me not yourself

[clatteriing]

In a country on its sidei sit next to my body.

I sit between my body and its shadow    in a country with fire on its feet. I am a smoking babyrocking beneath her mother’s lit cigarette. I am  a non-citizenin a countrywith the moon’s foot on its throatand mine. I train my mouth to swallow floors.    I train my mouth to make the rooms give me room in a country with no space for me. I have taken myself out of my bodyand my body out of my own countryand still call all this home. 

American Immigrant by Akosua Zimba Afiriyie-Hwedie

#poetry #akosua zimba afiriyie-hwedie

[seguereadingseries]

From “For Fern,” in Erica Hunt’s Time Slips By Right Before Your Eyes (@belladonnaseries 2006/2015). Come hear Erica Hunt read with Charles Bernstein this Saturday at 4:30. This Saturday, join us at 4:30 for the marvelous Akosua Zimba Afiriyie-Hwedie and Dia Felix ___________ Segue Reading Series Saturday, January 27, 2018 4:30-6:30 pm Zinc Bar 82 W 3rd St New York, NY 10012 A B C D E F M to W 4th St $5 cash admission; all proceeds to the readers. ___________ #poetry #poems #seguereadingseries #ericahunt #charlesbernstein #zincbar #poetryreading #nycevents #nycpoetry http://ift.tt/2rAeT37

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[geryone]

Born in a Second Language, Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie

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[thebrutalityofagod]

Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie, from Born in a Second Language

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[lifeinpoetry]

She cracked and cracked with no one to turn to: / Without begging hands, most Gods don’t make time.

— Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie, from “I know a place where I can spread myself out and be enough to fill a room,” Born in a Second Language

#quote #Akosua Afiriyie Hwedie #poetry #Born in a Second Language #out of my collection #I know a place where I can spread myself out and be enough to fill a room

[lifeinpoetry]

I cannot tell the woman from the wound. Both are so concerned with your safety they sit with you until you heal. And bleed and bleed and bleed.

— Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie, from “In my version,” Born in a Second Language

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[lifeinpoetry]

Before I could pray, / I used my first words to call my mother. / While Jesus wept for his father on the cross, I was held by mine.

— Akosua Afiriyie-Hwedie, from “Give us this day,” Born in a Second Language

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