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Writing is a delicious agony.

Gwendolyn Brooks

When I start writing a poem, I don’t think about models or about what anybody else in the world has done.
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Poem Start Thinking World Writing
I know that the Black emphasis must be not against white but FOR Black.
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Black White
Already I am no longer looked at with lechery or love.
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Love Myself See Sight
The music is in minors.
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Minority Music One Liner
When you love a man, he becomes more than a body. His physical limbs expand, and his outline recedes, vanishes. He is rich and sweet and right. He is part of the world, the atmosphere, the blue sky and the blue water.
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Blue Body Himself Love Man Rich Right Sweet Water World
I think it must be lonely to be God. Nobody loves a master. No.
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Deep God Lonely Love Master Thinking
The forties and fifties were years of high poet-incense; the language-flowers were thickly sweet. Those flowers whined and begged white folks to pick them, to find them lovable. Then the ’60s: Independent fire!
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Fire Flower Independent Language Poet Sweet
There are no magics or elves or timely godmothers to guide us. We are lost, must wizard a track through our own screaming weed.
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Guide Lost Magic Scream Time
Books are meat and medicine and flame and flight and flower steel, stitch, cloud and clout, and drumbeats on the air.
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Air Book Flame Flower Medicine
Do not be afraid of no, Who has so far, so very far to go.
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Afraid Journey Path Travel
Abortions will not let you forget. You remember the children you got that you did not get.
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Children Death Forget Remember Yourself
Truth-tellers are not always palatable. There is a preference for candy bars.
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Chocolate Preference Truth
Do not desire to fit in. Desire to oblige yourselves to lead.
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Brave Desire Inspirational Leadership
I am a writer perhaps because I am not a talker.
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Myself Talk Writing
Sometimes you have to deal / Devilishly with drowning men in order to swim them to shore.
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Deal Devil Friendship Man Save Yourself
With melted opals for my milk, Pearl-leaf for my cracker.
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Milk Myself

Writing is a delicious agony.

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