MORNING

Aleja Taddesse


makes a bad thing sing

makes a bad thing serenade suffering

mourning, slurring, feeding and tweeting under a brief blue sky

fumes and snuffed beams from night drives,

linger in patterns

sequences of stop-start sleep

morning brings a million revolutions a minute—

we are working, pedalling through

not as radical, resolute, as morning news presumes

morning—

a

released kite

silk skirt on cocoa-buttered

skin.

morning, kin, morning friend, morning bossman!

who we praying for this morning?

where to cast our morning paper?

morning beautiful, fervent fodder

morning, let us now sing.

Aleja Taddesse is a writer and historian living in London. Her poetry touches on the themes of diaspora, Africa, womanhood, tradition, spirituality and religiosity. Her poems range from being introspective pieces to reimagined takes on ritualistic lore. They speak to the challenges of embracing identity on her own terms and the significance of place/belonging in a city whose diverse cultures are bound up with brutal, heavy histories of erasure and resistance.

Her recent dissertation on African Liberation Movements explores grassroots, radical organising in late 20th century. She hopes to continue working on understudied histories, in particular of anti-imperialist struggles within diaspora communities in Britain and elsewhere.