My Seeking Has Been To

We Negro Writers, Just By Being Black, Have Been On The Blacklist All Our Lives. Censorship For Us Begins At The Color Line.

Good Evening, Daddy! Ain't You Heard The Boogie-woogie Rumble Of A Dream Deferred? Trilling The Treble And Twining The Bass Into Midnight Ruffles Of Cat-gut Lace.

I Asked You, Baby, If You Understood- You Told Me That You Didn't, But You Thought You Would.

7 X 7 + Love = An Amount Infinitely Above: 7 X 7 - Love.

When You Turn The Corner And You Run Into Yourself Then You Know That You Have Turned All The Corners That Are Left.