Happy Birthday Shelley


My Sister #1

My sister makes dolls.
She makes Black dolls.

It was once illegal
For Blacks
to have
Black dolls
she says.

There was once
the
Topsy-
turvy
doll

White
dolls with
long skirts. ..

long skirts
which hid
black dolls…

the child played with her black doll,
her doll that looked like her,
that was brown like her
that mirrored her…
But when a white person came ‘round,
the child turned the doll around.

Hiding the black doll,
but showing the
White doll.

And that’s how we survive…

by Turning
duplicity
On its
head…

Comments

Anonymous said…
Thank you Little sis! Much love to you! Love you...shelley
beautiful poem & cool blog!
Anonymous said…
Powerful, as always! I can remember seeing those types of dolls.

Drop by, ok?

http://caratime2.wordpress.com/
Strength/Courage/Wisdom--awesome name! I love it! Thanks for dropping by.
Caratime2: My sister makes the most beautiful dolls. She is so talented! Thanks for the invite & the beautiful mention! Cool stuff.
Hugs,
the lab
Anonymous said…
I like that turning duplicity on it's head!

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