Kenneth Carroll


(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