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I don’t like the idea of the black race being diluted out of existence. I like the idea of all of us being here.

Gwendolyn Brooks

Exhaust the little moment. Soon it dies. And be it gash or gold it will not come again in this identical guise.
GWENDOLYN BROOKS

Death Gold Identity Moments
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
Reading is important – read between the lines. Don’t swallow everything.
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Education Important Patience Reading Slow
I know that the Black emphasis must be not against white but FOR Black.
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Black White
This is the urgency: Live! and have your blooming in the noise of the whirlwind.
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Live Noise Urgent World Yourself
When white and black meet today, sometimes there is a ready understanding that there has been an encounter between two human beings. But often there is only, or chiefly, an awareness that Two Colors are in the room.
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Black Color Human Room Understand White
It is brave to be involved.
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Brave Initiative One Liner
I believe we should all know each other, we human carriers of so many pleasurable differences. To not know is to doubt, to shrink from, sidestep or destroy.
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Believe Destroy Difference Doubt Each Other Happiness Human
Goodness begins simply with the fact of life itself.
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Beginning Fact Goodness Life Simplicity
Exhaust the little moment soon it dies.
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Death Moments Time
I tell poets that when a line just floats into your head, don’t pay attention ’cause it probably has floated into somebody else’s head.
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Attention Float Head Poet Yourself
Truth-tellers are not always palatable. There is a preference for candy bars.
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Chocolate Preference Truth
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
To be in love Is to touch things with a lighter hand. In yourself you stretch, you are well.
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Hand Lights Love Touch Yourself
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
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
Life must be aromatic. There must be scent, somehow there must be some.
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Life Perfume Sweet
I am interested in telling my particular truth as I have seen it.
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Interest Myself See Truth
The music is in minors.
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Minority Music One Liner
I like the concentration, the crush; I like working with language, as others like working with clay, or notes.
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Focus Language Myself Note Work
We don’t ask a flower any special reason for its existence. We just look at it and are able to accept it as being something different from ourselves.
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Acceptance Different Existence Flower Ourselves Reason
And if sun comes how shall we greet him? shall we not dread him, shall we not fear him after so lengthy a session with shade?
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Come Fear Greet Himself Session Sun
Writing is a delicious agony.
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Delicious One Liner Pain Poet Writing
Life for my child is simple, and is good.
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Children Goodness Life Simplicity
I am a writer perhaps because I am not a talker. It has always been hard for me to say exactly what I mean in speech But if I have written a clumsiness, I may erase it.
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Hard Mistake Myself Talk Writing
Poetry is life distilled.
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Life One Liner Poetry
Live not for Battles Won. Live not for The-End-of-the-Song. Live in the along.
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Battle End Inspirational Live Song Win

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