#AmericanWriters
Be nobody’s darling; Be an outcast. Take the contradictions Of your life And wrap around
Expect nothing. Live frugally On surprise. become a stranger To need of pity Or, if compassion be freely
The old men used to sing And lifted a brother Carefully Out the door I used to think they
My desire is always the same; wherever Life deposits me: I want to stick my toe & soon my whole body
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
You confide in me that you are lonely,
His posture From so many years Holding his robe with one hand Is odd. His gait
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...
Word reaches us that you are sleeping, sleeping. Dismayed we have turned to the sea. We encounter among others
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
I have a friend who is turning gray, not just her hair, and I do not know why this is so.
I said to Poetry:"I’m finished with you." Having to almost die before some wierd light comes creeping through
When the people have won a victory whether small or large do you ever wonder
Did you ever understand this? If my spirit was poor, how could… Was I depressed? Understanding editing, I see how a comma, removed or inse…
I Sing of Mumia brilliant and strong and of the captivity that few black men escape