<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432</id><updated>2011-10-05T17:28:12.177-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Imani Woomera</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-5955672342112495882</id><published>2011-09-30T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T16:06:05.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days::30 Poems - Poem Two::MangoPapaya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;Poetry, for me, is about authenticity. It is just about the only place I can be effortlessly vulnerable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A mango does not think that it is flier than a papaya&lt;br /&gt;A bamboo shoot never compares itself to the palm&lt;br /&gt;A wise oak never to the sequoia&lt;br /&gt;so why&lt;br /&gt;why do I compare myself to her?&lt;br /&gt;Probably because it is as if she has always known exactly what she was born to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have to get back to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4cc8430e4e5ff35" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04cc8430e4e5ff35%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330371961%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DD4731AE13B645EF5E95E195744FF640306A5F6.4864676DF49336CBB152CB3CF0BA6BFF55B78A27%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4cc8430e4e5ff35%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DM-nwigs6EF5QIEuKKjpPI0E6YIg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04cc8430e4e5ff35%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330371961%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DD4731AE13B645EF5E95E195744FF640306A5F6.4864676DF49336CBB152CB3CF0BA6BFF55B78A27%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4cc8430e4e5ff35%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DM-nwigs6EF5QIEuKKjpPI0E6YIg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-5955672342112495882?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/5955672342112495882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2011/09/30-days30-poems-poem-twomangopapaya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/5955672342112495882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/5955672342112495882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2011/09/30-days30-poems-poem-twomangopapaya.html' title='30 Days::30 Poems - Poem Two::MangoPapaya'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-5848264002277150582</id><published>2011-09-29T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T22:38:31.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Poems:: 30 Days :: Poem One</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"  style=" color: rgb(0, 0, 0); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; word-wrap: break-word; font-weight: normal; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Is there something you are truly passionate about but not focusing on everyday? 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There is no excuse. Ok well, maybe there are a few, but I am not going to list them here, because the past is the past and.... I AM BACK. The 12 poetesses from The Kibera Girls Soccer Academy rocked the house at Dass. I am incredibly proud of them. Since the show they have continued to write, perform, and they have even done some radio and television performances. These sisters are moving forward.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much has happened since their performance in Nairobi. The night after the show I flew out to Ibiza and began a new life chapter....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-5637311118489662095?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/5637311118489662095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-back.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/5637311118489662095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/5637311118489662095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-am-back.html' title='I am Back.'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-1736008178956051297</id><published>2010-05-24T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T03:21:41.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurturing a New Generation of Writers: Day Two of Week Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S_pI1tJpkqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5xs7u16iQPc/s320/IMG_0558.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474768384512594594" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, so yesterday MTV Shuga supa stars Pepe Haze, and Antony Mwangi joined my son, Zion, and I on a trip to Kibera to check out the Kibera Girls Soccer Academy. Of course, this is not really a soccer academy any longer, but a full out school providing free education to girls in Kibera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found out that the school only has enough space to educate around 150 girls, which in Kibera is a very small number. Teca, the school principal, told us that he is forced to turn down young girls every day due to insufficient space. He said that their goal is to expand to have enough room to educate around 1,000 girls, and that this can be done for approximately 4 million shillings, or $53,000. Even if this expansion is done in steps, it is a realistic goal that I hope to find some way to help them achieve. We were told that all of the school's funding comes from outside of the country, and that they have not found much interest to help from within Kenya. This is really sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were kicking it in their library, which has very few books, some chairs, a sofa and three computers which they said they received last week. The girls were so excited to finally have internet access, and are eager to connect with the outside world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During our visit the girls performed their pieces, and received a mentoring session from Antony and Pepe. After some time at the school the girls walked us out of Kibera where we managed to take a few photos. The art work that you see was done by an artist named Solo 7, and was created following the post election violence in 2008.  I had hope to take more photos, and even do a couple of videos, but for some reason my camera battery died (still cant figure out how since I checked it before I left the house). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kibera is always an interesting experience for me. There is this community vibe that is really enjoyable, while at the same time it feels as if everyone is very disconnected from one another. I saw a group of religious people worshiping next to group of children rummaging through a massive pile of garbage. I saw a baby walking with a large shard of sharp glass, which I took out of the child's hand while his mother looked on and laughed. I saw a place full of potential, yet suffocating in poverty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My desire to help these girls help themselves grew tenfold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-1736008178956051297?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/1736008178956051297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/05/nurturing-new-generation-of-writers-day_9446.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/1736008178956051297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/1736008178956051297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/05/nurturing-new-generation-of-writers-day_9446.html' title='Nurturing a New Generation of Writers: Day Two of Week Five'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S_pI1tJpkqI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5xs7u16iQPc/s72-c/IMG_0558.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-653042053666422072</id><published>2010-05-24T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T02:33:47.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurturing a New Generation of Writers: Day One of Week Five</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S_pHeFreM_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/rh5QYPOKYig/s1600/CIMG2165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S_pHeFreM_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/rh5QYPOKYig/s320/CIMG2165.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474766879268418546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like clock work, the girls rocked up to Dass for our Saturday session. These girls are like my little sisters now so they come with smiles, stories, and big hugs for Imani! Quite a massive change from a few weeks ago when they were so shy I had to practically beg them to tell me something about themselves.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MTV Shuga star and beat box artist, Pepe Haze, joined us for this session once again. So when the girls came in I said, "Alright, show us what you got". One by one the girls performed their pieces as they will at the final show. After that, they got together into their groups of three and performed their mini group pieces. They were all super hot! Finally, they all came together to show us how hard they have worked to perfect their whole group piece. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They blew us away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the sessions, I work with them to guide and direct their performances, but they are the ones who do all the work to bring it to life. I have asked them to practice everyday, and they have been working it for real. I am so proud of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the performances, Pepe Haze met with each of the girls individually to mentor them. He worked to bring out the unique spark they each have within the group, emphasizing the importance of embodying their pieces. This instilled in each of them even more confidence and conviction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the end of the session we agreed that we would meet tomorrow, as it was now my turn to journey into their world.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Big thanks to the very humble and cool Pepe Haze for all his time and support with this project*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-653042053666422072?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/653042053666422072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/05/nurturing-new-generation-of-writers-day_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/653042053666422072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/653042053666422072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/05/nurturing-new-generation-of-writers-day_24.html' title='Nurturing a New Generation of Writers: Day One of Week Five'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S_pHeFreM_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/rh5QYPOKYig/s72-c/CIMG2165.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-1306207903258020377</id><published>2010-05-23T23:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T01:56:56.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurturing a New Generation of Writers: Week Four</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S_o9oFYKnsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OCEIqR3xniI/s1600/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S_o9oFYKnsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OCEIqR3xniI/s320/Picture+5.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474756055869857474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we met for our usual Saturday session at Dass. With our project counting down to our final show, the girls had to step it up and get their performances strait. They walked in pumped up and ready to read the work they have been doing outside of the sessions. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the point they completely blew me away.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is when they showed me that they have been working hard to write poems that reflected their lives. Poems that represented their experience as young women growing up in Kibera. Poems that have the power to move people. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They will be performing their work at Dass Ethiopian Lounge on Sunday May 30th @ 6PM. If you would like tickets please email me: imani.woomera@gmail.com&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This show is going to be AMAZING; I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-1306207903258020377?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/1306207903258020377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/05/nurturing-new-generation-of-writers_23.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/1306207903258020377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/1306207903258020377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/05/nurturing-new-generation-of-writers_23.html' title='Nurturing a New Generation of Writers: Week Four'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S_o9oFYKnsI/AAAAAAAAAFM/OCEIqR3xniI/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-1085438907305670447</id><published>2010-05-23T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:47:03.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurturing a New Generation of Writers: Day Two of Week Three</title><content type='html'>This project is about more than just spoken word workshops, it is about sharing and experiencing each others world. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, this week we met for a Sunday session at my home in Runda. The girls had a blast. The dope Pepe Haze also came through. We watched some Def Poetry, ate some good food, went for a swim in the pool, walked around the massive garden, and laughed until the sun went down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Professional photographer Riz Mehar came through, set up his fancy lights, and did a photo session with each of the girls. The photos taken will feature here on my blog alongside some of their poems so you get a chance to see what they have been up to. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As always, we had a little mentoring session at the end where the girls expressed their desires to expand their lives outside of where they are from. They want to keep their poetry group going after this project is complete. They feel this spoken word poetry thing could be their ticket to share their lives with the world. How cool is that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-1085438907305670447?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/1085438907305670447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/05/nurturing-new-generation-of-writers-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/1085438907305670447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/1085438907305670447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/05/nurturing-new-generation-of-writers-day.html' title='Nurturing a New Generation of Writers: Day Two of Week Three'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-2166984025261083667</id><published>2010-05-13T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:32:54.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurturing a New Generation of Writers: Week Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S-zuBOQmV3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/VDe_bg8pCKg/s1600/26479_948430994607_8622453_55558986_2524083_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S-zuBOQmV3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/VDe_bg8pCKg/s320/26479_948430994607_8622453_55558986_2524083_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471009352123307890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday the girls and I met for our usual 10 am session at Dass. They entered the space like they always do; shy, a little withdrawn, and most of them afraid to speak their minds. Over the past two sessions I have slowly been getting them to warm up to the idea of poetic self expression. For a few of them this is natural, but for the majority of the group it is like urging a flower bud to open... so... I have been respecting the natural flow of growth; watering them with the information and encouragement they need to leave their comfort zones. For many of them, this is simply speaking loud enough so others can hear them. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this week, my efforts were less subtle. I threw down the Imani whip telling them that today, they must speak loud and with conviction. I told them they have to be actors, and pretend to be the most confident group of ladies in the world. Then I broke them into two groups,  stepped back, and let them mentor one another. This is where the real fun started. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They completely let go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-2166984025261083667?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/2166984025261083667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/05/nurturing-new-generation-of-writers_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/2166984025261083667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/2166984025261083667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/05/nurturing-new-generation-of-writers_13.html' title='Nurturing a New Generation of Writers: Week Three'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S-zuBOQmV3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/VDe_bg8pCKg/s72-c/26479_948430994607_8622453_55558986_2524083_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-5792498028597275233</id><published>2010-05-03T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T07:02:16.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography by Riz Mehar</title><content type='html'>Special thanks to Riz Mehar for volunteering his time with the Kibera Girls Soccer Academy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-5792498028597275233?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/5792498028597275233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/05/photography-by-riz-mehar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/5792498028597275233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/5792498028597275233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/05/photography-by-riz-mehar.html' title='Photography by Riz Mehar'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-4308322087678351591</id><published>2010-05-03T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T01:25:57.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurturing a New Generation of Writers: Week Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S96F_TcC-uI/AAAAAAAAAE8/F5jzQjHIGIY/s1600/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S96F_TcC-uI/AAAAAAAAAE8/F5jzQjHIGIY/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466954320270523106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we have successfully completed week two with the Kibera Girls Soccer Academy! It was a dynamic session, as we broke down the concept of love, which is undoubtably their favorite topic to explore. They examined what love is to them... what it looks like, what it does, what color it is, what it feels like, and compared it to what the media wants them to believe love is. We took love out of the box... which is where it belongs. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We focused solely on writing for this session, while next week we will be working on the elements of performance in prep for the final show which will be held on June 3rd. We are still working on securing the best venue for the event, so watch this space as details unfold. &lt;div&gt;As you can imagine the girls are excited, anxious, and extremely nervous at the thought of performing in front of you!&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-4308322087678351591?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/4308322087678351591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/05/nurturing-new-generation-of-writers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/4308322087678351591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/4308322087678351591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/05/nurturing-new-generation-of-writers.html' title='Nurturing a New Generation of Writers: Week Two'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S96F_TcC-uI/AAAAAAAAAE8/F5jzQjHIGIY/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-5309875131583637214</id><published>2010-04-26T02:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T01:26:59.842-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nurturing a New Generation of Writers: Week One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VaFdwjQrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9E1sGTi6-Og/s1600/IMG_6006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VaFdwjQrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9E1sGTi6-Og/s320/IMG_6006.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464372772818076338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Over the past several weeks I have been working to make a vision of mine a reality. The idea was to raise enough money to be able to provide spoken word poetry workshops to 12 girls from the Kibera Girls Soccer Academy. For those of you that do not know, Kibera is located in Kenya and is the largest slum in Africa, and the second largest Slum in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A bit about the School....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Kibera Girls Soccer Academy (KGSA) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; was established as a grassroots organization invested in the power of community organizing and is dedicated to improving the lives of at–risk and disadvantaged young women by providing free secondary education, artistic programming, and athletic opportunities. The school firmly believes that through active participation in education, arts, and athletics, young women will have the opportunity to develop a stronger confidence in their minds, bodies, and spirits – empowering them to become inspiring leaders in their own communities and country, as they advocate for a brighter Kibera, and Kenya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A bit about the Nurturing a New Generation of Writers Workshop Series...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;The vision is now a reality! Over a five week period, 12 girls form the Academy will take part in eight workshops. They will explore a dynamic range or writing and performing exercises to prepare them for a final showcase of their work in front of a theater audience of at least 300. Last week Saturday we had our first session (see photo above), following a successful fundraiser at Dass Ethiopian Lounge in Westlands, Nairobi where two of the girls performed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Each week the girls leave Kibera to partake in the workshops outside of the slum. The idea is to expand their minds through new experiences. Following the two and a half hour workshops, we have lunch together before they return home. Next week, the girls will explore microphone technique at Dass, in two weeks I will visit the girls at their school in Kibera, and the following Sunday they will come to my house for a session. Other sessions will be held in the Arboretum to tap into a nature vibe, while others will be held at the theater venue in preparation for the final performance. I am working to be sure we switch up so that we can maximize on our time together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I will keep you updated over the next four weeks as we count down to the final performance......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-5309875131583637214?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/5309875131583637214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/04/nurturing-new-generation-of-writers_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/5309875131583637214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/5309875131583637214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/04/nurturing-new-generation-of-writers_26.html' title='Nurturing a New Generation of Writers: Week One'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VaFdwjQrI/AAAAAAAAAE0/9E1sGTi6-Og/s72-c/IMG_6006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-8926134967134052029</id><published>2010-03-02T01:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T02:16:05.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing Prompts With Anthony Robinson Jr.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S4ziWSH-56I/AAAAAAAAAD8/heKcpZyIVB4/s1600-h/moz-screenshot-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S4ziWSH-56I/AAAAAAAAAD8/heKcpZyIVB4/s320/moz-screenshot-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443974922034407330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my latest letter from Anthony Robinson Jr. My incarcerated friend and author of Incarcerated Tears Book of Poetry Volume 1.  &lt;br /&gt;We exchange two writing prompts every time we write. He sent a couple fun ones: inspiration from the insect and the fruit. I am still working on the fruit one, but the first one, about the insect I wrote:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Marker Felt'; line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;div&gt;They call me firefly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bringer of light&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;worshiper of night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;giver of life;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord, watch us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;because some like to lock us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in jars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are a tribe of synchronicity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;emitting illuminate flashes in unity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are core strength creatures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;communicators.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some call us medicine;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;slicing our centers into two&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some call us toxic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but only because they can not touch us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lord tell me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whose night shall we unite to bring the light to now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-8926134967134052029?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/8926134967134052029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/03/writing-prompts-with-anthony-robinson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/8926134967134052029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/8926134967134052029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/03/writing-prompts-with-anthony-robinson.html' title='Writing Prompts With Anthony Robinson Jr.'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S4ziWSH-56I/AAAAAAAAAD8/heKcpZyIVB4/s72-c/moz-screenshot-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-3284163646282506071</id><published>2010-02-06T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:32:43.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neruda Wrote Love Poems</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 20px; font-family:'Marker Felt';"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Pablo Neruda wrote love poems&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Pablo Neruda wrote &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you strait-forwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Say 'Pablo Neruda'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;and I think of a latino love poet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;who witnessed the cells of love cypher cyclone winds into heart shaped mahogany strong marble, I think of Pablo when I remember that "love is so short, forgetting is so long" and "I want to do to you what spring does with the cherry trees"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Langston Hughes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;loved ink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;it was with ink he wrote to "let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. let the rain sing you a lullaby." It was that love for ink that let him leave us the reminder that "when peoples care for you and cry for you, they straiten out your soul."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Rita Dove reminds me to love intricate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;She told us that she "prefers to explore the most intimate moments. The smaller crystalized details we all hinge our lives on" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Miguel Pineiro's life was made into a movie this is how we love him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Sarah Kruzan stays alive in a California State Penitentiary serving life without the possibility of parole for a sentence she did not deserve when she was 16. She loves something about this life. She trusts something about this life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Illyana Vanzant tells us that truth is love's first born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;so I think trust &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;must be love's lover &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;love's significant other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Gwendolyn Brooks reminded us that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;"when you love a man he becomes more than a body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;his physical limbs expand and his out line recedes, vanishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; He is part of this world, the atmosphere, the blue sky and the blue water."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Etta James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Etta loved big&amp;amp;Bold&amp;amp;Blue&amp;amp;Jazz&amp;amp;rhythm&amp;amp;gospel&amp;amp;belted deep notes from the depth of her being&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Etta loved being on stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;like I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;this space safe like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;babies lost in mother's universe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;stars floating particles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I love stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;we are made up of stars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Walt Whitman loved himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;"I celebrate myself, I sing myself.... I exist as I am, that is enough."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Saul Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;"love is the wind's song: if it is up to me, I'll never die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;if it is up to me, I'll die tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;one thousand times in an hour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;and live seven minutes later'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I love reading Saul's work &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;sipping green tea caressing the pages of his books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;every time I look or listen or feel Carlos Andres Gomez's energy fill a space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I embrace this love for word weaving masters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;literary conquistador's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Carlos's life is a love poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Saul's life is a love poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Etta's, Guendolyn, Illyana, Sarah, Miguel, Rita, Langston Hughes life a love poem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Pablo Neruda wrote love poems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;This is a love poem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;I am a love poem.     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;Always remember my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;as a love poem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'times new roman';"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-3284163646282506071?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/3284163646282506071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/02/neruda-wrote-love-poems.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/3284163646282506071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/3284163646282506071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/02/neruda-wrote-love-poems.html' title='Neruda Wrote Love Poems'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-566412297199938393</id><published>2010-02-05T03:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T04:04:35.095-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anthony Robinson Jr.: Author of Incarcerated Tears Book of Poems Vol. 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S2wHprL_nHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/v_NA8K2gL78/s1600-h/moz-screenshot-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S2wHprL_nHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/v_NA8K2gL78/s400/moz-screenshot-9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434727262878407794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony Robinson Jr. and I have never met. &lt;div&gt;But we have written. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact we write to each other once a week, and I know that my letters can only reach him on a Friday. He is currently serving a 23 year sentence in the California State Penitentiary for a car jacking he committed when he was 19. He is now 28. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he is beautiful writer. &lt;div&gt;In fact, he has just published a book called Incarcerated Tears Book of Poems Vol. 1.  This book is a moving collection of poetry Anthony has written behind bars. The above letter is just a taste of some of his work. If you are inspired, you can find his book by going to www.buybooksontheweb.com. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-566412297199938393?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/566412297199938393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/02/anthony-robinson-jr-author-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/566412297199938393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/566412297199938393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/02/anthony-robinson-jr-author-of.html' title='Anthony Robinson Jr.: Author of Incarcerated Tears Book of Poems Vol. 1'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S2wHprL_nHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/v_NA8K2gL78/s72-c/moz-screenshot-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-8524506262250008614</id><published>2010-02-05T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T01:41:41.577-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearls Volume:1 and Pearls Volume::2 on iTunes</title><content type='html'>What's up Beautiful People!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can now download both of my albums Pearls Volume: 1 &amp;amp; 2 on iTunes USA, Canada, and UK/European Union. Once I figure out how to post the link here I will. Peace and Pearls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-8524506262250008614?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/8524506262250008614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/02/pearls-volume1-and-pearls-volume2-on.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/8524506262250008614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/8524506262250008614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/02/pearls-volume1-and-pearls-volume2-on.html' title='Pearls Volume:1 and Pearls Volume::2 on iTunes'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-8045506659462739081</id><published>2010-02-05T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T02:33:42.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem for Haitian Youth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S2vtJq32fsI/AAAAAAAAACU/c-UhY9RIpbg/s1600-h/pearls2..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S2vtJq32fsI/AAAAAAAAACU/c-UhY9RIpbg/s320/pearls2..jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434698125735788226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Now that my albums are up on iTunes, I have been thinking of donating some of the funds from my album sales to building art programs for youth. I have been looking around me thinking... youth right here in Kenya need art programs!  Then the earthquake in Haiti happened, and people kept sending me the 'Help Haiti' links requesting that I donate money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;That got me thinking... How can I help Haiti in a way that I believe in, and be sure of where my money is going? With the seriousness of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Haiti's problems right now, I imagine that art programs for youth are toward the bottom of the 'to do list'.  We all know that art works to educate, invigorate, inspire, and heal. I think that is exactly what the youth in Haiti need right about now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;So I have decided to donate 50% of the sales from my latest album Pearls Volume:: 2,  to an artistic youth initiative in Haiti. I have a friend who lives there and will help locate the perfect initiative for these funds.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I thought this could be a great, affordable way for people in my network to make a small difference too. All you have to do is buy one track for 99 cents to make a difference. Even if you don't buy a poem.... maybe you can help spread the word. It is greatly appreciated. It is true that we can all do something, no matter how small.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Thank you for your support!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-8045506659462739081?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/8045506659462739081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/02/poem-for-haitian-youth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/8045506659462739081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/8045506659462739081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/02/poem-for-haitian-youth.html' title='A Poem for Haitian Youth'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S2vtJq32fsI/AAAAAAAAACU/c-UhY9RIpbg/s72-c/pearls2..jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-6884813293006280960</id><published>2010-02-05T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T02:15:58.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death. - Walt Whitman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Someone I care for lost someone very dear yesterday. This post is my prayer for them both. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;This quote by Walt Whitman is one of my favorite of all time. Within it is what I believe death to be. Beautiful. In the book Conversations With God, it says that something like... the moment you die will be the most beautiful moment of your life. It is painful for us to let go, but we must remember that our souls are eternal. Death completes the cycle of life, and then we are reborn. I wonder what you will be to each other next lifetime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-6884813293006280960?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/6884813293006280960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-i-will-show-that-nothing-can-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/6884813293006280960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/6884813293006280960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2010/02/and-i-will-show-that-nothing-can-happen.html' title='And I will show that nothing can happen more beautiful than death. - Walt Whitman'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-903882688301390187</id><published>2009-09-23T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T05:29:42.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know it may be silly.......</title><content type='html'>but I thought for the longest time that my blog was really a place only I came every now and then to write something down... I don't think it really occurred to me that people are actually reading this. Mainly because I never told anyone about it. I did put a little link on my facebook, but that is it. So imagine my astonishment when people started telling me they read my blog... I started getting emails, people started calling me, someone even announced it to a crowd... so I'm thinking... I better step up my game here... and really begin to ask myself what I want this blog to really be about. What do I want the world to know about me? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to think about this and get back to you all here in a couple of days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, if you think of things you want to know about me, let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-903882688301390187?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/903882688301390187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-it-may-be-silly-but-i-thought.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/903882688301390187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/903882688301390187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-it-may-be-silly-but-i-thought.html' title='I know it may be silly.......'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-5419943082759922878</id><published>2009-09-14T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:33:38.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone: a poem</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Someone has inspired us&lt;br /&gt;we who touch pen to page &lt;br /&gt;toes to stage&lt;br /&gt;fingers to mic&lt;br /&gt;someone along the way has shifted us to journey this art form&lt;br /&gt;real&lt;br /&gt;for me her name is Desdamona Rox&lt;br /&gt;watched her perform a poem about a rocking chair in 2001&lt;br /&gt;since then &lt;br /&gt;I have flipped lives like backs&lt;br /&gt;shaped young minds like earth &lt;br /&gt;crafted sacred spaces where poets can pray&lt;br /&gt;today&lt;br /&gt;I received a message from a young girl I have never met telling me that my poetry on myspace saved her life&lt;br /&gt;that I would never understand but she needs to thank me&lt;br /&gt;says she looks up to me like goddess&lt;br /&gt;and I tell her&lt;br /&gt;it is only because we are a reflection of each other&lt;br /&gt;like mirror we image of god divine&lt;br /&gt;this word is a responsibility &lt;br /&gt;this art a reason to live another day&lt;br /&gt;this air a reason to inhale a little deeper &lt;br /&gt;this breath a reason to expand this vision of our lives&lt;br /&gt;this vision a reason to give thanks&lt;br /&gt;this art is of earth&lt;br /&gt;smells of soil prolific&lt;br /&gt;these letters can only be made out by some but this axé is limitless&lt;br /&gt;we are givers of life &lt;br /&gt;with each hand we stimulate to move&lt;br /&gt;each voice we energize to crack&lt;br /&gt;each knee we prompt to bend&lt;br /&gt;each spark we spit into ash&lt;br /&gt;flame ignites on passion alone&lt;br /&gt;there is always enough&lt;br /&gt;no need to crumble up your pages my sister your words are enough &lt;br /&gt;your experience is enough&lt;br /&gt;there is no need to look outside of yourself for stories to tell&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea whose life you may be saving&lt;br /&gt;right&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-5419943082759922878?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/5419943082759922878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2009/09/someone-poem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/5419943082759922878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/5419943082759922878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2009/09/someone-poem.html' title='Someone: a poem'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-4774470359501723365</id><published>2009-08-24T04:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T04:29:27.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>man who embodies the title: a poem</title><content type='html'>i think of you when i think of a man who embodies the title&lt;div&gt;you are symphony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mind body spirit in harmony&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are god&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and anyone who has ever told you otherwise is god too just scarred blind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the brink of seeing one day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;know who you are and to your own self stay true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even on a bad day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a day the world wants you to forget your name &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;healthy and vigorous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you still claim self whole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;how many people fall victim to their own existence &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flee from responsibilities and become fugitives from their own life creations&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your empty pocket book says nothing of who you are&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but your skin and integrity or ancient kings says everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;each syllable of each word means something&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and anyone who has told you otherwise is god too just scarred blind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the brink of seeing one day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hear now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;feel now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;are now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now is all there is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and your life now &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;is a love story&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;entwined with mine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enriched in burnt red earth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have watched you when no one else was looking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have clothed you in love from afar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this ocean between us is no march for my magic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;someday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will press my silk lips against the tips of your fingers and hush all this noise &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and breathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taking the eternal moment of now turned then again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will repeat the ritual of prayer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;perhaps you think i am exaggerating but&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you are god&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and anyone who has ever told you otherwise is god too just scarred blind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the brink of seeing one day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;have never been loved by another &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so pure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-4774470359501723365?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/4774470359501723365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2009/08/man-who-embodies-title-poem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/4774470359501723365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/4774470359501723365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2009/08/man-who-embodies-title-poem.html' title='man who embodies the title: a poem'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-8321901615230678206</id><published>2009-08-24T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T04:02:56.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Staying Focused on the Dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/SpJxiOusJTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VQHT5TUiTHg/s1600-h/AfricaSlam.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 392px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/SpJxiOusJTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VQHT5TUiTHg/s400/AfricaSlam.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373482138289841458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you like the new logo?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I last wrote here, we have had two Slam Africa events. One was an all sisters Slam. They were both a success, and I thank everyone who has been involved in making Slam Africa what it is today. Congratulations to Wanjiku Mwaura for emerging as Slam Champion. Big thanks to Point Blank and Pepe Haze for their contributions to the community. I am setting up a separate blog for Slam Africa. As soon as it is up and running, I will post the information here.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-8321901615230678206?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/8321901615230678206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2009/08/staying-focused-on-dream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/8321901615230678206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/8321901615230678206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2009/08/staying-focused-on-dream.html' title='Staying Focused on the Dream'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/SpJxiOusJTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/VQHT5TUiTHg/s72-c/AfricaSlam.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-7518360699046895693</id><published>2009-07-16T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T02:33:52.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slam Africa Celebrates One Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/Sl8IO_UHDyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/CsPUdpFbVNs/s1600-h/Slam+arfica+wo+clouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/Sl8IO_UHDyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/CsPUdpFbVNs/s400/Slam+arfica+wo+clouds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359011135201152802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/Sl7pAjeqFdI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zVpu1PoaIz4/s1600-h/Slam+Africa+Black.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Tomorrow Slam Africa celebrates one year of success! My partner Moses Mbasu (Spark Africa) and I have built the Slam Africa platform to nurture the spoken word movement on the African Continent. Over the past 12 months, we have been working with youth in Kenya, providing workshops and hosting a monthly Slam event at Dass Ethiopian Restaurant and Lounge. The events have been consistently sold out, and have nurtured the development of a number of poets/spoken word artists, as well as increase the recognition of the movement and individual artists, respectively. All of our slam champions have graced the cover of the WAPI Times Magazine, featured on various news and television channels, and have been featured artists at various events.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Slam Africa has served as an empowerment platform for the youth community to strengthen, sharpen, and showcase their skills as writers and performers, as well as prepare them for Slam competition on an international level. We continue to work with youth in Kenya while establishing contacts in other African countries. It is our goal to equip poets in Kenya with the information and skills needed to expand by providing workshops in other countries and areas where the spoken word art form is not currently known. The long term goal is to introduce the art form to every country on the continent, and eventually provide a Slam platform much like the National Poetry Slam in the United States. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;As a newly developed youth initiative, Slam Africa is greatly in need of sponsorship to expand. We would love to have the funding to provide workshops and events free of charge, especially in schools, slums, and community centers. We are calling out to anyone and everyone who has the connections to help us expand our vision of Slam Africa, and bring healing to the continent through the vibrant art form of spoken word poetry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;Watch this space for videos, artists, events, workshops, and other information on Slam Africa, and the development of the spoken word art form on The Continent!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-7518360699046895693?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/7518360699046895693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2009/07/slam-africa-celebrates-one-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/7518360699046895693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/7518360699046895693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2009/07/slam-africa-celebrates-one-year.html' title='Slam Africa Celebrates One Year'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/Sl8IO_UHDyI/AAAAAAAAAA0/CsPUdpFbVNs/s72-c/Slam+arfica+wo+clouds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-2137087185074793901</id><published>2009-07-13T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T04:17:27.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pearls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d513b629211e5dfb" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd513b629211e5dfb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330371961%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D480CFB862A2D04D9927799100A5DC7B0A6B34CAC.4C0C18BD251170ECFB5B9B4966BB841508BD1240%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd513b629211e5dfb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnNZnBdwd4RwmLAmj0H9GF6dccnI&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd513b629211e5dfb%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330371961%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D480CFB862A2D04D9927799100A5DC7B0A6B34CAC.4C0C18BD251170ECFB5B9B4966BB841508BD1240%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd513b629211e5dfb%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnNZnBdwd4RwmLAmj0H9GF6dccnI&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pearls is the name of my new album and book. It is a compilation of 18 spoken word poems. You will soon be able to download the album from i-tunes, as well as download the e-book from my website. Watch this space for more information to come. In the meantime, enjoy this video taken at WAPI (words and pictures: Africa's leading underground hip-hop platform), filmed by my very talented friend Director/Producer Katrin Ender (www.katrinender.com).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-2137087185074793901?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=d513b629211e5dfb&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/2137087185074793901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2009/07/pearls.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/2137087185074793901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/2137087185074793901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2009/07/pearls.html' title='Pearls.'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2546515044135380432.post-3190694806835956246</id><published>2009-07-09T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T04:18:03.983-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Brooklyn to Arusha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, it was June 25th 2009 at exactly10:43pm and I was in Brooklyn, walking down Hawthorne St. when my boy Oveous mentioned his blog. It reminded me once again that I have intended to begin a blog of my own for quite some time now. I made a mental note to check out his blogspot when I found myself with some time to spare....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So now, I am in Arusha, Tanzania, for the first time in my life. I came down here yesterday from Nairobi for a quick visit, expecting to spend the next few days away from my computer and embracing the experiance of being in a new place. After living in Kenya for over 15 years, it is painful to think that this is my first time visiting Tanzania, especially since it is so close by. About 24 hours after arriving, I have found myself in an internet cafe, where I have a couple of hours to kill until my people are ready to make a move.... so... I finally find myself with that spare time to check out my boys' blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One click led to another, and now I have finally begun a blog of my own. I plan on sharing some of my work here, and using this space as an opportunity to express some of the many things that I observe and feel. I look forward to sharing with you, and hope that you will enjoy the space. One Love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2546515044135380432-3190694806835956246?l=imaniwoomera.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/feeds/3190694806835956246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-brooklyn-to-arusha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/3190694806835956246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2546515044135380432/posts/default/3190694806835956246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imaniwoomera.blogspot.com/2009/07/from-brooklyn-to-arusha.html' title='From Brooklyn to Arusha'/><author><name>Imani Woomera</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05996573428141342038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xrDrv-2xkcA/S9VSw5byLrI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qm-RagRpejc/S220/CRW_4487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
