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Without Music
Originally excerpted in 1972 from the unreleased collection, Why Do I Have Corns On My Feet? This is the way it is without music Stale dishwater—untechnicolored Rich in the recommended calories And the not so recommended grease Whose stagnant inactivity Leaves a ten hour old tidal mark Around the half-emersed pile Of breakfast dishes The…
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Joe Kaye & Sarah E. Wright – Memories of Cuba [Video] | People’s Forum
Hear Joe share his & Sarah E. Wright’s beautiful memories of visiting Cuba, witnessing the early fruits of the Revolution, and welcoming Fidel Castro to Harlem in 1960. The full video discussion is available from The People’s Forum.
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The Culture & Politics of Black Literature – The Heyday of the Real Harlem Writers Guild
I must pay tribute to Grace Killens, who played a vital role in hosting us and holding the Harlem Writers Guild together for the many years that her husband John Oliver Killens presided. She was an immensely nourishing presence. In assessing the work of John Oliver Killens one needs to begin with World War II,…
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Conversation with my daughter – About a star
Originally published in Sarah E. Wright and Lucy Smith’s Give Me a Child (1955) , now out of print. If you’d like to assist/keep up-to-date with efforts to get the book printed again, follow our Substack. “No, honey! That star didn’t just get there, But I am not at all surprised This is your first…
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I Went for a Job
Originally submitted and published in multiple papers, including Philly Daily Worker, in 1953. Bookkeeper wanted? There were a lot of ads in the Philadelphia Inquirer, One whole column and a half– I picked out a good one: Bookkeeper, capable of handling complete set of books, small manufacturing concern, young woman, experienced, call between 9-11. Ask…
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Urgency
Originally published in Sarah E. Wright and Lucy Smith’s Give Me a Child (1955) , now out of print. If you’d like to assist/keep up-to-date with efforts to get the book printed again, follow our Substack. This moment is precious: The car has stopped. Thank God for red lights And seats enough this morning. Oh…