Stabroek Weekend

Graham Atkinson

Indigenous activist Graham Atkinson knows the power of education

When Graham Atkinson, of Santa Rosa, Moruca, dropped out of the government’s hinterland scholarship programme after the first term in second form at Central High School in Georgetown, it may not have looked like the likely start for a man who has worn many hats, including that of social activist, broadcaster and former deputy toshao.

The poet Kamau Brathwaite in the early 1990s. (Photo: New York University Archive)

Revisiting Kamau Brathwaite’s poetry

Red Rising                   1. When the earth was made when the wheels of the sky were being fashioned when my songs were first heard in the voice of the cool of the owl hillaby Soufriere and Kilimanjaro were standing towards me with water with fire at the centre of the air there in the keel of the blue the son of my song, father-giver, the sun/sum walks the four corners of the magnet, caught in the wind, blind in the eye of his own hurricane and the trees on the mountain be- come mine: living eye of my branches of bone; flute where is my hope hope where is my psalter my children wear masks dancing towards me the mews of their origen earth so that this place which is called mine which will never know that cold scalpel of skull, hill of dearth brain corals ignite and ignore it and that this place which is called now which will never again glow: coal balloon altracite: into cross- roads of hollows black spot of my life: jah blue spot of my life: love yellow spot of my life: iises red spot of my dream that still flowers flowers flowers let us give thanks when the earth was made when the sky first spoke with the voice of the rain/bow when the wind gave milk to its music when the suns of my morning walked out of their shallow thrill/dren   2.

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