And that is what poetry may do, wrap up your dreams, protect and preserve and hold them until maybe they come true. Columbus dreamed of finding a new world, he found it. Edison dreamed ...

The rent man knocked. He said, Howdy—do? I said, What Can I do for you? He said, You know

How still, How strangely still The water is today, It is not good For water

I play it cool I dig all jive. That's the reason I stay alive. My motto

When the old junk man Death Comes to gather up our bodies And toss them into the sack of obl… I wonder if he will find The corpse of a white multi—millio…

In an envelope marked: PERSONAL God addressed me a letter. In an envelope marked: PERSONAL

I went down to the river, I set down on the bank. I tried to think but couldn’t, So I jumped in and sank. I came up once and hollered!

That Justice is a blind goddess Is a thing to which we black are w… Her bandage hides two festering so… That once perhaps were eyes.