Strut by Mariahadessa Ekere Tallie 
Agape Editions, 2018. 84 pp.
Reviewed by Donna Vorreyer

Strut is a book that streams with pride, announcing in no uncertain terms that this speaker knows who she is and where she comes from. She celebrates each difficulty and delight equally, with earnest language full of music. In forms that range from haiku to the blues, Tallie takes us on a journey through heritage, relationships, and self-acceptance. 

In the opening poem, “Madness” the speaker introduces  the reader to the  confident voice that narrates the collection. 


runs in my family. 

Dish hurling, knife wielding, 

hard drinking, blind loving.


Ask how I make decisions 

it depends on the wind’s shimmy 

whether I dream 6 or 9 patterns of coffee grinds 


(I) commit myself to the white room of the page, 

I write my own damn prescriptions. 

This speaker remembers where she came from, and this is evident in many poems that connect a history of bondage and diaspora with an always-present forward movement. In “Blue Libation” the present triggers the past:

I lit the candle of poem 

in Mississippi & in the silence 

of a blue morning, 

libation rolled down my cheeks. 

It was the cotton sheets. 

My great-great grandparents’ 

hands & lives bent over 

small, tough 

clouds. I slept

             in the softness of my hotel 

room, wrapped in a whisper 

of my history

Poems like “Unhyphenated Souls,” “Mami Wata,” and “Polaris” give the reader unyielding and clear moments that reflect not only the history of the speaker’s family but also of so many others. In “Unhyphenated Souls,” 

No accident

some say our sanity 

is chained to ocean floor.

Those ships. Those ships.

Those ships not only carried many into bondage, they left many behind in the journey. In “Mami Wata,”

Some chose 

ocean floor. 

Wrapped their breaths 

in a siren song, 

opened their lungs 

to spirit frayed 


Mami Wata 

knows their names. 

And freedom was hard-won in other ways, as we see in “Polaris”: 

Great grandma twinkling 

that way 

across the night 

Under midnight’s quilt of coal 

hushed feet 

stitched vision:

But Tallie is not content to speak of the past. There is too much life to be celebrated—highs and lows, loves and losses, all with their own sweet music. Tallie uses the repetition and rhythm of traditional blues. Poems like “Brazen Hussy Blues” chide those who would judge that celebration: 

people say I’m brazen 

I say well that ain’t news 

you at home washing dishes 

wishin’ you was in my shoes

while “Migration Blues” reflects upon a personal journey:

I left my Daddy the okra and the trees 

earned myself a few degrees. 

I’d give back those letters put down my pen 

if I could just hear Daddy’s voice again.

Several love poems are included in this celebration, always grounding the reader in the speaker’s experience, as in “Why You’ve Loved Me Ever Since You Started Thinking in English (For Dominique)” where the speaker tells her lover that her language, English: you what your

language does not

cotton, Coltrane, candied

yams, marches, sit-ins,

panthers, black, Black

Black Love and space,

spirits draped in honey,

oh oh oh my God gospel

in bed (and Sunday mornings)...

Through form, rhyme, and a refreshingly honest voice, Tallie takes the reader on a journey through not just one life but life itself. She leaves the reader believing that this “Ars Poetica” is genuine, one that we can trace back through each poem in the collection:

May the poems be

the lifting of heavy things

the putting down of burden

the excavation of laughter & true names

the fists

the inhale

the wild water

the knife

the beginning


Donna Vorreyer is the author of Every Love Story is an Apocalypse Story (Sundress Publications, 2016) and A House of Many Windows (Sundress, 2013) as well as eight chapbooks, most recently The Girl (Porkbelly Press). Her reviews have appeared in The Rumpus, Quarterly West, Sugar House Review, Cider Press Review, Tinderbox Poetry, and other journals.