Have I returned?
Anything black, queer, funk, foul, bright, woman, not-woman, not-not brown, yellow, white, fake, false, cruel, straight, permed, natural, skinny, sexy, sleazy, dead. Any body without invasion. Any voice without erasure.
Have I returned?
“Mrs. Seacole was a Jamaican healer or ‘doctress’ with expertise in tending victims of cholera and yellow fever epidemics. When the Crimean War began, Mrs. Seacole went to London and volunteered her services as a nurse to the War Office, other military agencies, and Florence Nightingale’s nursing group. She was told by all that her services were not needed. She went to the Crimea at her own expense and worked steadfastly to care for the sick and wounded, often going onto the battlefield to aid the fallen. She became quite well known in the Crimea and back in England. Her autobiography, The Wonderful Adventures of Mrs. Seacole in Many Lands, was published in 1857 and was very popular for a while. Then Mrs. Seacole faded from public attention for almost 100 years. In the 1970’s Mrs. Seacole was rediscovered and has become a symbol for Black nurses, civil rights groups, and the women’s liberation movement.”
—Mary Seacole at Victorian Web
Poet Claudia Rankine is busy now co-writing the script to a film about Seacole. I had the pleasure of hearing her read a monologue from it this past June.
“Same script, different cast”?
absolutely. when i studied horus and the egyptian gods when writing my second kids book, i came upon this. there are actually pictures of mary and jesus that were clearly taken from Horus pictures, and the hand that was holding the breast has a vestigial pose in the mary/jesus painting, but nothing to explain the hand position, as the breast was removed in the jesus version…this parallel of fables and mythology has been remarked upon by historians. in fact, i used this body of knowledge to foil those who would proselytize and wrote about it in my Christmas 2006 post at El Grito: Wining About Jesus.