Curtis Robbins

In a nutshell, I am a poet, a photographer, and a cook. Most important of all, I am Deaf. My deafness is, however, not the banality of creativity. It is, in fact, another differential treatment the world has imparted upon me and my fellow Deaf poets and writers for generations. The Black Poetry movement has shown it since they were abducted from their homelands as slaves by the white man. The Women Poetry movement have done it for ages to show that they were more than just the weaker or inferior gender. Di Yunge (The Young Ones), a Yiddish Poetry movement in the Lower East Side of New York City in the early part of the twentieth century, has also done it since migrating to America to maintain their own culture and language with emphasis on anti-Semitism and infernal labor practices. I have every intention to show the human qualities of being a disabled man – a Deaf man – in America. I invite you to join me and explore the artistry of my Being.