I Don't Like The Idea

Life Must Be Aromatic. There Must Be Scent, Somehow There Must Be Some.

I Like The Concentration, The Crush; I Like Working With Language, As Others Like Working With Clay, Or Notes.

She Was Learning To Love Moments. To Love Moments For Themselves.

I Am A Writer Perhaps Because I Am Not A Talker.

What I'm Fighting For Now In My Work... For An Expression Relevant To All Manner Of Blacks, Poems I Could Take Into A Tavern, Into The Street, Into The Halls Of A Housing Project.