Art Hurts. Art Urges Voyages - And

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.

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

I Who Have Gone The Gamut From An Almost Angry Rejection Of My Dark Skin By Some Of My Brainwashed Brothers And Sisters To A Surprised Queenhood In The New Black Sunam Qualified To Enter At Least The Kindergarten Of New Consciousness Now... I Have Hopes For Myself.

I Felt That I Had To Write. Even If I Had Never Been Published, I Knew That I Would Go On Writing, Enjoying It And Experiencing The Challenge.

I Am Interested In Telling My Particular Truth As I Have Seen It.