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{SPEAKER name="Dennis Brutus"}
to have no longer any creative impulse and they usually I discover that I was wrong, that subsequently I wrote again.
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What I think becomes clearer to me all the time is that if I am going to write poetry at all it will be a functional poetry,
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it will be a poetry which responds to particular stimulus, is an attempt to communicate a particular idea or perception.
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I don't see myself becoming a professional poet who spends his time working on the craft and turning inward.
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I think my poetries is part of my general existence the attempt to communicate with others and poetry is just one way of doing it.
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Bright water glistening over smooth, hard pebbles.
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Sparkles coruscating in the festive [[presidio?]]. Such bright grace, such luminous charm and the clear, brave eyes shining with tight curved sorrow.
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Now they say the brightness is quenched and the elegance crumpled. Strange and stranger yet they say the bright courage failed
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Biko you know resisted the terrors. Confronted by them he braced hims--
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