April 30 marks the last day of National Poetry Month. To mark the occasion, I wrote this blog post that opens with a poem from Giving Back and which was inspired by the recent CIN Leadership Summit and by Ebonie Johnson Cooper’s story on Ebony.com last week. Her piece was titled “‘Young Black Philanthropist’ Is Not an Oxymoron.”
Gave away my soul.
Giving back to get it back.
Given what I know.
Today is the last day of National Poetry Month and year-round I love sharing bits of poetry that were inked for Giving Back, hence the haiku above. After considerable consternation, I granted myself license while writing Giving Back to begin exploring and eventually exhibiting my poetic sensibilities. The experience has been liberating and, at times, disorienting. Stepping out of your comfort zone and eschewing safety nets can be just as scary as it sounds. Nevertheless, I have chosen the high-wire act of expressing myself more freely as a writer, as a poet, as a public speaker and in various facets of my life. Some might call these acts, self-determination.
I have learned that setting inflexible frames about how things are “supposed to be” based on others’ rules and measures is limiting. As is…
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