Poetry And, the much-loved public events series at King’s chaired by Professor of Poetry Ruth Padel, is teaming up with the Obsidian Foundation – a new foundation for Black poets – for a free online event on 13th May, presented by Obsidian’s founder Nick Makoha and featuring Ariana Benson, Zakia Carpenter-Hall, and Saddiq Dzukogi. Event details, including how to get your free ticket, can be found here.
Below, Wild Court features a poem by Saddiq from his debut collection, Your Crib, My Qibla, published by University of Nebraska Press in March.
Learning About Constellations
Today Baha is not dead; she is twelve years old, sits beside a flower vase, presses her thumb to the clay. Her heart buds into a magnificent sun, waterfalls its warmth all over her satin face. Taller than all her classmates, in the corner she leans her head to white paper, carves moons out of her notebook, while other children sit and listen to the teacher. The class is learning about constellations. She takes colors off a flower, folds it to her skin. A chameleon gathering quotes from leaves, she questions daisies, reveals all suggestions when he stares into her eyes. Baha grabs a speck of darkness, molds it into a moth and places it in the darkest point in his eyes. He sits close to his daughter in the yard— join her and the moths. Baha is not dead— she is walking her way into myth, a world of new constellations where buried milk nourishes the placenta to heal his broken bones, broken eggshell of his heart, mend each back together with the energy of a clock that never stops moving backward.