#AmericanWriters
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...
How can Humanity look the deer in the face? How can I,
She is the one who will notice that the first snapdragon of Spring is
Let other leaders Retire To play golf & write Memoirs
If I was President The first thing I would do is call Mumia Abu—Jamal. No, if I was president
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
I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through
Look into her eyes and know: She does not think
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
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…
When you thought me poor, my poverty was shaming. When blackness was unwelcome we found it best that I stay home.
in our lifetime. Which makes the idea of elections Notice how this word has “man” right in the middle of it? That’s one reason I like it. He is right there, front and center. But he i...
His posture From so many years Holding his robe with one hand Is odd. His gait
With your unknown to me Odd magic You came To me:
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