#Americans #Blacks #PulitzerPrize #Women #XIXCentury #XXCentury
Look into her eyes and know: She does not think
The tree of life has fallen on my small house. I thought it was so much bigger! But it is not. There in the distance I see the m…
With your unknown to me Odd magic You came To me:
You confide in me that you are lonely,
When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder
Word reaches us that you are sleeping, sleeping. Dismayed we have turned to the sea. We encounter among others
I will keep Broken things: The big clay Pot
I Sing of Mumia brilliant and strong and of the captivity that few black men escape
My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
As if I’ve swallowed A watermelon And Sidestepping My digestive tract
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
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
When you thought me poor, my poverty was shaming. When blackness was unwelcome we found it best that I stay home.
Before I leave the stage I will sing the only song I was meant truly to sing. It is the song of I AM.
Don’t be like those who ask for ev… praise, a blurb, a free ride in my… limousine. They ask for everything… anything in return. Be like those who can see that my…