We at Tribes stand, kneel, and lock arms in solidarity with all members of the NFL who are exercising their right to free speech and protesting police brutality, violence against African Americans, and the recent words of Donald Trump.
Greatness surrounds Melissa Cabrera when she attends classes at Bronx Community College. That should not be surprising, because the campus is home to the Hall of Fame for Great Americans, where busts of scientists, scholars and statesmen, among others, line a grand colonnade that wraps around Gould Memorial Library, an architectural treasure designed by Stanford White.
Hooray for Love! Our second printing of WORD: An Anthology by A Gathering of the Tribes has been ordered and are now available for purchase. Click on the link below! Meanwhile, check out this video of our April 1st Release party brought to you by the fine filmmakers at Neighborhood Slice Productions.
After two and a half years, a Gathering of the Tribes is proud to announce its Anthology of 50 poets and 50 artists called WORD, has been released into the world. And due to popular demand, Tribes is in the process in doing a second printing of the above.
The painting by Missouri student David Pulphus, 18, was hung there after he won a local art competition in Clay’s district. Nobody objected to it until earlier this month, when police organizations began raising objections to the painting’s depiction of an officer as a pig.
"WORD: The Anthology" is a landmark literary publication by A Gathering of the Tribes, featuring 50 never-before-seen poems by the luminary writers who helped shape the East Village arts & culture organization
Hudson, NY – 510 Warren Street Gallery is happy to be exhibiting the work of George Spencer in a show titled “Old Forms, New Uses” beginning on January 6th and continuing until January 29th. Join us for the opening reception on Saturday, January 7th from 3 to 6 pm.
The garbage waving in the trees, lit by the streetlight, looked for a minute like prayer flags, and although I was walking through Brooklyn, for a minute I was back in Standing Rock. The day that we walked to the barricade on Highway 1806. With the tree whose branches were full of multicolored prayers waving in the wind.
[M]embers of labor unions, and unorganized unskilled workers, will sooner or later realize that their government is not even trying to prevent wages from sinking or to prevent jobs from being exported. Around the same time, they will realize that suburban white-collar workers — themselves desperately afraid of being downsized — are not going to let themselves be taxed to provide social benefits for anyone else.