#AmericanWriters
Be nobody’s darling; Be an outcast. Take the contradictions Of your life And wrap around
Before I leave the stage I will sing the only song I was meant truly to sing. It is the song of I AM.
Let other leaders Retire To play golf & write Memoirs
Word reaches us that you are sleeping, sleeping. Dismayed we have turned to the sea. We encounter among others
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
Remember When we ended It all —for a weekend— & how
Going out to the garden this morning to plant seeds for my winter greens —the strong, fiery mustard
You confide in me that you are lonely,
My brothers knew The things you know. I did not scorn learning them; It’s just my mind
When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder
To change the world enough you must cease to be afraid of the poor. We experience your fear as the lea… humiliations; in the past
Reminding us, as they witnessed our curiosity about them, that no matter the losses, there’s something fabulous going on at every stage of Life, something to let go of, maybe, but for d...
As if I’ve swallowed A watermelon And Sidestepping My digestive tract
I Sing of Mumia brilliant and strong and of the captivity that few black men escape
When you see water in a stream you say: oh, this is stream water; When you see water in the river you say: oh, this is water