Without the relief of compassion, the voice of an exceptional poet producing exceptional work is not something the world can afford to dismiss.
ABERJHANISeptember 11, 2001: Citizens of the U.S., besieged by terror’s sting, rose up, weeping glory, as if on eagles’ wings.–from the poem Angel of Remembrance: Candles for September 11, 2001
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History dressed up in the glow of love’s kiss turned grief into beauty.
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Because of this mixture of traits, these twins called Genius and Madness often appear to be the same thing.
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Operating to implement a balance and give us an opportunity to turn the horrors we’ve forced upon each other into something more conducive to sustaining at least minimal degrees of sanity and love.
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Until the past ten years, many defined the period primarily by its well-known literary, musical, and artistic elements while overlooking the fact there was any political component to it at all.
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The political, social, and spiritual impact of the life example set by Nelson Rolihlahla Mandela
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Whereas the insufficiency of a love neither sustained nor supreme cannot be ignored, the same should not be taken as cause to avoid one’s total spiritual contractual engagement to this world.
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At one end of the continuum known as history are first-time events that have generated notable measures of public recognition due to either a positive or negative impact.
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How many fears came between us? Earthquakes, diseases, wars where hell rained smoldering pus from skies made of winged death.
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Stars ink your fingers with a lexicon of flame blazing rare knowledge.
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An outrageous instinct to love and be loved blinded your arms to lines of propriety
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Poetry looking in the mirror sees art, and art looking in a mirror sings poetry.
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Where she offers the kind of insights into the spiritual aspects of Michael Jackson’s creative artistry that mainstream media mostly ignores.
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If I say your voice is an amber waterfall in which I yearn to burn each day, if you eat my mouth like a mystical rose with powers of healing and damnation, If I confess that your body is the only civilization I long to experience… would it mean that we are close to knowing something about love?
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Hope drowned in shadows emerges fiercely splendid–– boldly angelic.
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What more civilized way for people to alleviate the same than by giving themselves to one another as brothers and sisters in deed as well as in word?
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