Kwame Dawes. Courtesy photo. French American poet, Natalie Handal, has lived in Europe, Latin America and the Arab world since her birth in Haiti, and she offers here a clever and somewhat whimsical self-portrait that flirts with the idea that it is often impossible to presume what is inside of us simply by what our faces offer.
“Cara Aceitunada” is Spanish for “olive-colored face.”
Cara Aceitunada By Natalie Handal In Granada a man asked for the birds inside of me
I told him I’ve never belonged to anyone
He asked where I was from I gave him a list of cities
He said the mirrors of history confuse history
but in your olive-colored face no one can disturb your heart
Kwame Dawes. Courtesy photo. French American poet, Natalie Handal, has lived in Europe, Latin America and the Arab world since her birth in Haiti, and she offers here a clever and somewhat whimsical self-portrait that flirts with the idea that it is often impossible to presume what is inside of us simply by what our faces offer.
“Cara Aceitunada” is Spanish for “olive-colored face.”
Cara Aceitunada By Natalie Handal In Granada a man asked for the birds inside of me
I told him I’ve never belonged to anyone
He asked where I was from I gave him a list of cities
He said the mirrors of history confuse history
but in your olive-colored face no one can disturb your heart