Ain't Nothing Changed.
|Publication:||Name: Journal of Pan African Studies Publisher: Journal of Pan African Studies Audience: Academic Format: Magazine/Journal Subject: Social sciences Copyright: COPYRIGHT 2010 Journal of Pan African Studies ISSN: 0888-6601|
|Issue:||Date: Nov, 2010 Source Volume: 4 Source Issue: 1|
Rudolph Lewis (born 1948 in Baltimore, Maryland) was raised by his
grandparents William and Ella Lewis of Jarratt, Virginia in the Village
of Jerusalem. He attended Creath, No. 5 (a one-room, one-teacher school)
and later graduated from the all-black Central High (Sussex). In 1965 he
left home to attend Morgan State College. After hearing in 1967 Stokely
Carmichael, Walter Lively, and Bob Moore speak in 1967 on Black
responsibility and leadership, he left Morgan "to join the
He spent several years (beginning 1969) as an organizer for Local 1199 (Health Care Workers Union), married in 1972 to Evelyn Duncan, and divorced her in 1976. Resigning from 1199 in 1974, he worked a number of temporary jobs, including taxi driver, coal analyst, porter and pot-washer at Maryland General Hospital.
He graduated with a B.A (1978) and M.A. (1981) degrees in English from the University of Maryland, College Park. After graduation, he taught writing and literature as an adjunct professor at University of the District of Columbia and the University of Maryland. In 1982, he spent ten weeks with the Peace Corps in Zaire.
From 1991-1997, Lewis taught writing and other subjects in several adult education programs. During this period he spent a year in Morgan State's doctoral program in education (1991-1992), and completed from 1994-1997 a master's program in library science. From 1997-1999, he worked as a librarian for Enoch Pratt Free Library. After the publication of his edited volume of I Am New Orleans & Other Poems by Marcus B. Christian, Lewis again returned to the Village of Jerusalem where he collected the letters and stories of his grandmother Ella Lewis.
In November 2001, along with Kinya Kionygozi, he founded the website ChickenBones: A Journal (www.nathanielturner.com), which he continues to edit and which has become one of the most popular African-American websites on the internet, receiving over a half-million visitors in 2003 and expect over two million in 2010.
His poems have been published in Black Magnolias: A Literary Journal (2009), the anthology Let Loose on the World: Celebrating Amiri Baraka at 75 (2009). His 1985 interview was published in Conversations with Yusef Komunyakaa (2010), edited by Shirley A. James Hanshaw. In October 2009 he married Yvonne Willis and now lives in Finksburg, Maryland. He can be contacted at email@example.com.
Ain't Nothing Changed Ain't nothing changed but you brother-- searchlights, night helicopters hunting runaways. Veils of innocence--masking on Wall Street as the evening news Heads crowned with fresh hoarfrost yet rambling still on minds, yesterdays. Ain't nothing changed but you brother-- you no longer call me with urgency hot on your tongue about the Revolution is on! Italian patent leather shoes grinding like jackboots--you dressed in dark suits & red tie--broad denture grins for paparazzi cameras. Ain't nothing different. But the mirrors upon which the light of error dances A black boy, a basketball, hope: but you, brother, you're playing golf at the club with MJ & Tiger. Ain't nothing changed... not gunship clouding skies raining fire on our head holding dreams not the blackness of scavenging birds crowded into laboring urban landscapes while prophets of success celebrate in suburban havens like wooded Guilford & Ten Hills. Ain't nothing changed but you brother--you still a retiring ceo, daylight comes, daylight goes, leveraging pyramids with greed and sway staging inaugural trips to the graves of Martin and Malcolm Nothing but blue vertigo, barbs of steel wire enclosures and tanks--colloquiums councils justifying war on wretched humanity flying machines crushing Gaza and Baghdad. Media men press their points as talking heads. Nothing's changed, brother--we won't give up and we won't let go--there's possibility and still surprise. Sunrise angling gardenias. Ancients and ancestors haunting like ghosts. The Armies of Heaven stand poised, silent...
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