The death of a dream can in fact serve as the vehicle that endows it with new form, with reinvigorated substance, a fresh flow of ideas, and splendidly revitalized color. In short, the power of a certain kind of dream is such that death need not indicate finality at all but rather signify a metaphysical and metaphorical leap forward.

Someone had to embrace positive beginnings before anyone could celebrate successful conclusions or continuations.

Just above our terror, the stars painted this story in perfect silver calligraphy. And our souls, too often abused by ignorance, covered our eyes with mercy.

President Obama appears to me to have elevated and implemented the artist-activist concept to the role of empowered servant-leader.

Poetry, like jazz, is one of those dazzling diamonds of creative industry that help human beings make sense out of the comedies and tragedies that contextualize our lives.

True lovers earn their genius in schools of blood, prophecy and dust.

With my ninth mind I resurrect my first and dance slow to the music of my soul made new.