5. Tennessee Collaged: Where we love is home,
Home that our feet may leave, but not our
hearts. - OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES SR., "Homesick In Heaven" -
Where Is The Joy?
... harvests' birth
is but what: blood of the dust?,
cells holding, merely, left bones first
laid down to rest?,
splendidly -
like old Negro slaves
and their chil'ren of plantation daze
who simply longed hard, working for the zest
of joy,
of retribution,
of restitution,
of life ...
Tennessee (first snow)
... Oh how I adore Her mountains -
adorned in pearls
of alabaster bourgeoisie,
shrouded in a veil of purity,
a beauty like none other: antiquated annuity.
Oh, the oak wearing cream lace
is a stunning reverie
to behold; there
is the back-alley edifice draped ...
If the first woman God ever made
was strong enough to turn the world
upside down all alone, these together
ought to be able to turn it back and
get it right side up again. - SOJOURNER TRUTH, 1851 speech -
King Of Sorrow
... whose men (cold, with heads a' rye,
bare and numb to the woes of equity)
turned blind eyes upon seeing
the ruby sparkle of new
blood pour from His very soul like old sorrow.
He crowned with a halo of silver,
stigmata of gold
and an aura of raw-pure love. Behold ...
Eve & Adam (eternally)
... we rendezvous on the wings of eternity
eternally (she and i, i adam),
sharing the vastness
of the atlantic, the pacific
and secrets of the
nile and serengeti's depth.
we have wept salty tears
of years behind us, yet ...
7. Pieced Hodgepodge: Only connect! That was the whole of her sermon.
Only connect the prose and the passion, and both will be
exalted, and human love will be seen at its height. Only connect,
and the beast and the monk, robbed of the
isolation that is life to either, will die. - E. M. FORESTER, Howard's End -
Bohemia And Innocence
... 4. Love:
Roses are red, garnets & rubies are too,
though her eyes are on you like Hallmark
aspirations and winky-eyed flirtations
and redolent protestations, reeking of that
naïve freshness called "smitten"...
A Letter
... Haley's Kunta.
He, merely a Nigra oppressed,
cotton-picking like
Queen: a mixed breed
loyal to the core,
a mulatto gal in search of more:
better family?
What hath family
to do with original slave trade
other than capitalizing in unimaginable
ways?. Unjadedly?.
