And now each night, I count the stars.
And each night I get the same number.
And when the stars won't come to be counted,
I count the holes they leave.
what is lost because it is most precious
what is most precious because it is lost
This development signified also that jazz would someday have to contend with the idea of its being an art (since that was the white man's only way into it). The emergence of the white player meant that Afro-American culture had already become the expression of a particular kind of American experience, and what is most important, that this experience was available intellectually, that it could be learned.
Amiri BarakaStichwörter: blues-people
can't be rockefeller ... must be the devil
Amiri BarakaTo be sure, rock n' roll is usually a flagrant commercialization of rhythm
Amiri BarakaStichwörter: blues rock-n-roll
I am inside someone who hates me. I look out from his eyes.
Amiri BarakaStichwörter: an-agony-as-now
You look like death eating a soda cracker.
Amiri BarakaA system that warehouses people is not the cure for social ills
Amiri BarakaThere is no justice in America, but it is the fight for justice that sustains you
Amiri BarakaPoems are bullshit unless they are
teeth or trees or lemons piled
on a step. Or black ladies dying
of men leaving nickel hearts
beating them down. Fuck poems
and they are useful, wd they shoot
come at you, love what you are,
breathe like wrestlers, or shudder
strangely after pissing. We want live
words of the hip world live flesh
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