Meet Philly’s New Youth Poet Laureate, Out of Mastery Charter
The Philadelphia Inquirer
-John Timpane, Staff Writer
-Jessica Griffin, Staff Photographer
“I’m writing about identity,” says Husnaa Hashim, “about being multiple things at once – a woman, a Muslim, an African American. Authenticity is very important to me: I am all the things I am, all of the time. I’m here in front of you in a really, really raw form.”
If that sounds like a poet talking, it is. If it sounds like a mature, older woman talking, one who has lived a long time and knows herself, her art, and the world, yes, Hashim is that, too – only she’s 17.
Hashim is Philadelphia’s 2017-18 youth poet laureate. “I’m ecstatic,” she says. “I didn’t believe it for a while.” Selected from 21 applicants, she received the award at a ceremony Thursday morning at the Central Library of the Free Library of Philadelphia. The position carries a $1,000 stipend for the year. Current adult Poet Laureate Yolanda Wisher said, “Her poetry is a wondrous mix of ferocity and vulnerability, in which an eloquence of language reflects an eloquence of the soul.”
There’s another piece of news here. Established in 2012, the city’s adult and youth Poet Laureate Program, run for its first six years out of City Hall by the Department of Arts, Culture, and the Creative Economy, is moving its administrative home to the Free Library. Andrew Nurkin, library deputy director of enrichment and civic engagement and a poet himself, says the move makes sense: “The library is a department of the city, and we see this as a city position with a civic function. It’s a very natural and important move for the program and the library.” The library’s new Center for Public Life will oversee this and all adult library programs for arts, culture, and civic engagement.
A senior at Mastery Charter School, Shoemaker Campus, in West Philadelphia, Hashim is taking college courses in a dual-enrollment program. She said her poetic gift arose from being home-schooled until fourth grade. “I was always surrounded by poetry and language, with lots of storytelling, love of words, and audio books. When I actually started reading, it all really just accelerated.”
The program’s governing committee, Nurkin says, was drawn to Hashim’s “maturity in her poetic voice that really made her stand out. She has been writing a long time, has practiced and honed her craft in ways that really show. She writes expansive poems, concerned with the role of the individual as it relates to society. She has an uncommon depth and insight that drew us to her immediately.”
Her new position will take her and her poetry out into the community. The youth poet laureate does readings at the Free Library and all over the city. She also creates a community-service project. She’ll be mentored until January by the current adult poet laureate, Yolanda Wisher, and in 2018 by Wisher’s successor. Hashim is the city’s fifth youth poet laureate, succeeding Otter Jung-Allen (2016-17), David Jones (2015-16), Soledad Alfaro-Allah (2014-15), and Siduri Beckman (2013-14).
At the award ceremony on Thursday, Hashim read “Mortality Poem.” It bears all the Hashim hallmarks: hypnotic cadence, frank address, political/historical awareness, fierce family love, and the yearnings of the emerging self.
We have become conditioned to turn our backs
As Black Muslim bodies hit the Earth
the bullet is always a catalyst for the blemish
disfiguring soft flesh
And disrupting privacy
an oxygen carrying protein molecule disperses red pigment
Blood stains the concrete burgundy
Blood stains our hearts terracotta, lilac
Blood stains our prayer rugs crimson
Blood stains our chadors scarlet
We wash the fabrics
Hang the prayer rugs to dry on the laundry line
Watch them billow in the wind
Rising upwards like the smoke of ashes
We soap our hearts up with baking soda and vinegar
Making sure to rinse them well with distilled water
Before the chadors get buried with the dead people
On February 24, 2016
Three Sudanese-American young Muslim men
Were massacred “execution style” in
Fort Wayne, Indiana
Multiple bullets sizzled through their bodies
The sharp smell of burnt flesh filled the air
Fort Wayne Police estimate multiple perpetrators
The bullets had no grace in their flight
in an abandoned house
MohamedTaha Omar, Adam Mekki, and Muhannad Tairab
We did not know until five days later
The media did not notice until five days later
it has long been time
To recognize the intersection of anti-blackness and anti-Muslim bigotry
Graveyards seem to be the only pilgrimage places we can afford to go to nowadays
Our traditional communities harbor an obvious racial hierarchy
We tend to lean towards Arab supremacy
Why do Arab-American Muslim bodies attract more attention than Black-American Muslim
What is wrong with our hyaline protoplasm?
that colourless material comprising living cells
Is our melanin too prominent?
Is our history too rich?
Were our ancestor’s slave ships
and immigrant ships just worth less?
Are our bodies worthless?
The public is always silent
Have they become desensitized to our skin?
We are taught to
Make ourselves smaller
If you only
didn’t talk like that
If you only weren’t so dark
If you only pulled your pants up
they would stop shooting us then
i just want them to stop shooting us
I just want justice to arrive
In the Qur’an,
“Qala, ‘La ta qafa. Inna ni maku ma asmaoo wa’a rah’
He said,’Fear not. Indeed, I am with you; both I hear and I see.’”
So I try not to fear the gunshots
I try not to fear the public’s silence
Instead I try to hope only for the morning
The morning when the sun will peek through the clouds
showering down blessings of light
and I will spin
soaking up this light until I am drowned in it
I will swim
Swirling the dried blood of my brothers in the morgue
with every breaststroke
I will unearth my chador and wash it gently
I will wear the blood stained cloak
as a mark