Sunday, August 27, 2006

 

Laucnhing of the Bruised Mango: Poems by Rafael Landrón


On June 19, 2006 a community of artists, activists, family and friends got together at Teatro LaTea to celebrate the birth of "The Bruised Mango," a collection of poetry written by one of Ollin Imagination's members, Rafael Landrón. In the midst of this cultural celebration were readings and performances by the author, who also sent words of encouragement for all people to tap into their creative spirits and use this power of expression to inspire others to change the world. Joining us in this celebration were the Bomberos de Brooklyn, percussionist Angel Burgos, poet and filmmaker Lenina Nadal, and Wollin (the womyn performers of Ollin Imagination). In the middle of songs, dances, poetry, taquitos and sweet mangoes to snack on, the "Bruised Mango" was blessed and finally joined the currents of revolutionary literature. Rafael's poetry, rich in history, culture, and personal stories, speaks about Nuyorico, war and plátanos. You'll sure be taken to many places reading his words, amongst them to places of injustice, sadness, and desperation, but most importantly, to places of hope, love, and much, much laughter. You can obtain a copy of his book by e-mailing ollinimagination@yahoo.com, or calling the author at 718.782.2200.

Here we leave you with something fresh off the tree:

LOOSEN YOUR TONGUE

Loosen your tongue
Loosen your tongue young one
Bound attached to the bottom of your palate
The tissue that connects the bottom of your mouth
Must be snipped
LOOSEN YOUR TONGUE
Loosen your tongue
For every thought not spoken
Goes to the well of despair
Do not trap your rage
Do not trap your freedom

Loosen your tongue
I know how heavy it feels at times
Pressed down, as if Columbus himself was standing on it
it sometimes feels easier to
Take it and not say a word

Loosen your tongue young one
Mamas boy talk!
Speak only when spoken to
So Polite respectful of elders
loosen your tongue
I want to hear you child
I want to see your words

Be brave I understand your fears
The 400 years of doubt
Pressing down on your tongue
But lift it wag it
Let it be known what you think
Speak child
Speak your inner most thoughts
Because they are counting on the fact that you
Press down, stay quiet, and obey
Loosen your tongue

Picture taken by photographer Cristian Peña

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