Kenneth Carroll
MONTANA TERRACE
(progression to natural)
In my neighborhood
mothers were mountains
their jagged hearts climbed by children
& husbands seeking elevation
men, weak with selfish intentions
chipped away at their souls
blasting caps of hatred
shook their foundations
bearing the load of family
they carried a race on their backs
a steep ascent to destiny
In my neighborhood
mothers were mountains
i have seen them crumble
& become women.
& love them still.
Kenneth Carroll is a native
Washingtonian. He is the author of a book of poems, So What! For
the White Dude Who Said This Ain't Poetry (The Bunny and the Crocodile
Press, 1997). Carroll is the DC Site Coordinator for WritersCorps,
an arts and social service program founded by the NEA and AmeriCorps
that was honored in 1999 by the national Coming Up Taller Awards.
He is the past president of the African American Writers Guild, served
on the board of directors of the Poetry Committee of Greater Washington,
and was a founding member of the 8Rock Writers Collective.
Published in
Volume 7, Number 3, Summer 2006.
To read more by this author:
Kenneth
Carroll
Carroll's Tribute to Gaston Neal: The Memorial
Issue
Kenneth
Carroll: Evolving City Issue
Kenneth
Carroll: Audio Issue