Black Futures, Black Pasts with Yona Harvey and Cherene Sherrard
October 25 @ 3:00 pm - 4:30 pm
Yona Harvey’s You Don’t Have to Go to Mars for Love (Four Way Books, 2020) investigates Black futures and possibilities via the supernatural and Afro-futurism, while Cherene Sherrard uses one of the earliest cookbooks published by an African American woman to memorialize the past in her newest poetry collection, Grimoire (Autumn House Press, 2020). In Black Futures, Black Pasts, Harvey and Sherrard read from their recent books and talk with Cave Canem fellow Kush Thompson about centering Black womanhood in their work.
This is an official 2020 Dodge Poetry Festival event. Registration information available on the festival’s website.
Yona Harvey is the author of the poetry collections You Don’t Have To Go To Mars for Love and Hemmin Hemming the Water, winner of the Kate Tufts Discovery Award. She contributed to Marvel’s World of Wakanda and co-authored with Ta-Nehisi Coates Black Panther and the Crew. She has worked with teenagers writing about mental health issues in collaboration with Creative Nonfiction magazine and received the Lucille Clifton Legacy Award in poetry from St. Mary’s College of Maryland. Her website is yonaharvey.com.
Originally from Los Angeles, Cherene Sherrard is a poet, scholar, and essayist. She is the author of two full-length poetry collections, Vixen (2017) and Grimoire (2020), both from Autumn House Press, and Mistress, Reclining—an award-winning chapbook. Her creative nonfiction and poetry has been published in The Rumpus, Plume, The New York Times Magazine, Verse Daily, The Journal, Terrain.org, Blackbird, Water~Stone Review, Prairie Schooner, and numerous other journals. She teaches at the University of Wisconsin-Madison.
Kush Thompson is the author of A Church Beneath the Bulldozer (2014), painter of pink hair, avid As Told by Ginger viewer, and former chapter co-chair of Black Youth Project 100 Chicago. A 2017 Luminarts Creative Writing Fellow and Cave Canem fellow, Kush can be found in the VHS aisle at a thrift store somewhere in New Orleans.