#Americans #Blacks #PulitzerPrize #Women #XIXCentury #XXCentury
Expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise. become a stranger To need of pity Or, if compassion be freely
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…
You confide in me that you are lonely,
When you thought me poor, my poverty was shaming. When blackness was unwelcome we found it best that I stay home.
Remember When we ended It all —for a weekend— & how
If my sorrow were deeper I’d be, along with you, under the ocean’s floor; but today I learn that the oil that pools beneath the ocean floor
As if I’ve swallowed A watermelon And Sidestepping My digestive tract
Knowing you might some day come and how unprepared I’ve always been like Mr. Sloppy in Charles Dickens’
My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
Let other leaders Retire To play golf & write Memoirs
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
His posture From so many years Holding his robe with one hand Is odd. His gait
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…
She is the one who will notice that the first snapdragon of Spring is