Black transnational feminisms and the question of structure

Abstract

Eddie Ombagi’s (2020) fragments of corona time is written as care, holding, unbearable, still, “We are undone – we have been made undone – we are undoing ourselves.” Eleven days after his words were published, George Floyd was murdered by police in Minneapolis, propelling thousands to protest in that city, saturating the global event-time of the coronavirus pandemic with the sigh for freedom articulated as Black Lives Matter. The second, equally long passage is drawn from Frederick Douglass’ 1855 My Bondage, My Freedom (Blacks in the New World) (Douglass 2022). ‘What to the Slave is the Fourth of July?’ is the title of a speech Douglass delivered to 600 people on the invitation of the Rochester Ladies Anti-Slavery Society,