“A rural Venus, Selah rises from the gold foliage of the Sixhiboux River, sweeps petals of water from her skin. At once, clouds begin to sob for such beauty. Clothing drops like leaves. "No one makes poetry,my Mme. Butterfly, my… — George Elliott Clarke Copy Share
“In school, I hated poetry - those skinny, Malnourished poems that professors love; The bad grammar and dirty words that catch In the mouth like fishhooks, tear holes in speech. Pablo, your words are rain I run through, Grass I… — George Elliott Clarke Copy Share Image
I feel lucky to live at a time when the dominant tennis players are Venus and Serena Williams. And to have lived through the… — George Elliott Clarke Copy Share Image
The early 20th Century was probably the high tide of global white supremacy - I'm going to call it that because that's how people thought of it - and to be specific, Anglo-Saxon supremacy: The idea that white Anglo-Saxon Protestants were at the top of the world, representing the highest achievement possible for all of humanity, with Darwin's theories being… — George Elliott Clarke Copy Share
I suppose the "dilemma" might come up if I see a black athlete from the U.S. squaring off against a white Canadian athlete. Who do I want to identify with? I certainly will not and cannot say that race determines how I see competition. I'm certainly aware of how race plays into the way others see and portray competition some… — George Elliott Clarke Copy Share
Sports are never just sports, we all know that. You're always carrying the flag in some way, shape or form. — George Elliott Clarke Copy Share Image
The way racism works in Canada, it's very subtle. You may feel you're a victim of racism or have experienced racism, but you can't necessarily prove it - unless you get a [white] friend to go check out that rental, go check out that job, whatever. Unless you're willing to really dig to prove you're a victim of racism, it… — George Elliott Clarke Copy Share
“A rural Venus, Selah rises from the gold foliage of the Sixhiboux River, sweeps petals of water from her skin. At once, clouds begin to sob for such beauty. Clothing drops like leaves. "No one makes poetry,my Mme. Butterfly, my Carmen, in Whylah,” I whisper. She smiles: “We’ll shape it with our souls.” Desire illuminates the dark manuscript of our… — George Elliott Clarke Copy Share
A rural Venus, Selah rises from thegold foliage of the Sixhiboux River, sweepspetals of water from her skin. At once,clouds begin to sob for such beauty.Clothing drops like leaves."No one makes poetry,my Mme.Butterfly, my Carmen, in Whylah,"I whisper. She smiles: "We'll shape it withour souls."Desire illuminates the dark manuscriptof our skin with beetles and butterflies.After the lightning and rain has… — George Elliott Clarke Copy Share
Boxing remains an important living metaphor of the struggle for equality. — George Elliott Clarke Copy Share Image
Redefine the sport in terms of your expertise, in terms of your talent, in terms of your strength, in terms of your flair. Make… — George Elliott Clarke Copy Share Image
I still think that there's some kind of psychological investment in black athletes carrying the flag for "us" at times. So, sports [remains a]… — George Elliott Clarke Copy Share Image
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